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[heartofthedream]

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[heartofthedream]

[ Oh, there's a point to it.
It's just not one she wants either. ]

{ He'll figure it out at some point. }

[ He's too smart not to. Even as a kid.
Even as a kid who isn't the one she knows.

There's a tinge of regret to her thoughts.

Less for the choice, and more like there's a pinch to lying to Scott.
Any Scott, anywhere. Even when it's in the best decision for the circumstances. ]

{ But there's a lot else he should get the ropes of, with who he is and being here,
before that's turning everything else upside down. }

[overconfidently]

( He barely knows the Scott Summers back on Earth, just as he barely knows Jean. It's not fair to put that on him when he's still getting the hang of being a mutant and being around those who know some version of him that's likely frustrating to him.

It's all... complicated for Nate. For many reasons. )

I don't know if he should be coming along to Solmara when he's not... there yet. But I can't talk him out of it, it seems. I'll make sure he gets back in one piece.

[heartofthedream]

{ No one would be able to once he's set his mind to something.







Make sure you bring yourself back in one piece, too, Nate.
We've only just gotten you back, as well. }


[ It's plural. But it's her. Her.

She's only just gotten him back.
The son she almost never gets to see. ]

[overconfidently]

( Of course he's going to try and do just that, but. If things get bad— if sacrifices need to be made... he'll make sure Scott gets back. Scott's younger and Nate's going to die in a few years anyways thanks to Sinister messing with his DNA, so. He doesn't go and think or say that to Jean though, but it's definitely something he'd do if it came down to it. )

It'll be fine. Things will work out somehow.

[heartofthedream]

[ They always says that, don't they?
When there's nothing else to say.

When there are so many proofs otherwise.
Because you have to say—to believe—something.
To keep you standing—fighting—coming home. ]


{ I believe in you, Nate.
You'll be able to do what's needed.





And if you need me, for anything at all,
I'll only ever be this far away.
No matter what. }

[overconfidently]

( How could he not be the self-sacrificing type when it comes down to it? Just look who his parents are. )

Quentin forged a connection with me. To keep in touch in case anything happens. You know... provided it holds off-world.

[heartofthedream]

{ Good. }

[ More so, that he's working with the others.
That they're making smart choices about it.
Regardless of who came up with it. ]

{ You won't need it to reach me, but it's good to have,
and it'll give you a way to reach everyone else here tied into him. }

[ Unlike cooks, sometimes the more minds that one can throw at a problem. ]

{ Do you two have a plan for testing that out? }

[overconfidently]

He said I might need to give it a boost when I'm actually there. Only way to see if it works is to give it a try once I'm on Solmara.

( Which he'll be sure to do the moment he's on the planet. )

[heartofthedream]

{ I'm sure you'll manage it. }

[ There isn't any doubt, or pressed upon hope, for those words.
It's utterly confident in his skills—the depth and breadth of his abilities.

The level of their range and the impossible intricacies that aren't for him.

(In a lot of ways, without the Techno-Organic Virus,
he's the one that comes closest to her strata.


Something she's thought about a lot lately.
What she is, and what it means for her children.) ]

{ If you need it, you can pull me in for a line to follow back to his. }

[overconfidently]

Are you that worried about me?

( A beat. )

About Scott? It... must be weird for you. To see him so... young.

[heartofthedream]

{ Of couse, I'll worry about you.
But not in the way you mean.
I always have.
Always will.

Especially when you're somewhere I can't reach. Or be.
It doesn't matter whether you need me or not.

That's not how that works. }

[ He's her son.
It's a given.

Like breathing.

(Maybe that's a bad example.) ]

{ And Scott...

Yes. It's weird.

Weirder than the other version of him. Who, at least, happened to be an adult.
But it's not entirely the first time something like that has happened to us either. }

[overconfidently]

( The other version. Just... how many versions of his father Scott Summers have there been? Is he going to meet them all at some point? He doesn't even know if he wants to, in all honesty. )

I just... I don't know. Wanted to get to know him. Maybe. But like this it's... weird. He's younger than me.