[For once since this whole mess ended, he's on camera. Partly tactical, partly because it's easier than thumbing another button. Partly because it's Xavier, no matter how he looks, no matter how young he is, and the same thing that inevitably pushes him to call down the judgment the rest are so eager to send always seems to push him towards the professor over and over again.
It's just been a damn long time since he was down low enough to carve "help me" into the walls.
He looks about as well as he feels, which is to say not very. His gaze is glassy and dull, complexion sallow, expression dour. Shoulders slumped with exhaustion. The bedroom around him is torn apart, victim of the one and only tantrum he could maintain, and he sits in the gloom. Just kind of glowering.]
A little education. Iris seemed to be under the impression all I need's a little watering an' some sunshine. A little organized playtime.
Thought I'd take the opportunity to correct her. Throw a little fun towards the ragtag boyscouts while I was at it.
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It's just been a damn long time since he was down low enough to carve "help me" into the walls.
He looks about as well as he feels, which is to say not very. His gaze is glassy and dull, complexion sallow, expression dour. Shoulders slumped with exhaustion. The bedroom around him is torn apart, victim of the one and only tantrum he could maintain, and he sits in the gloom. Just kind of glowering.]
A little education. Iris seemed to be under the impression all I need's a little watering an' some sunshine. A little organized playtime.
Thought I'd take the opportunity to correct her. Throw a little fun towards the ragtag boyscouts while I was at it.
Sounded like your boy really enjoyed himself.