[Well yesterday was a bust for tagging... don't drop your phone into a sink. :( Got a new phone now but not happy about needing a new one.]
"Sadly, I think Humans here can be very similar sometimes. The whole 'should they', thing." Hank might have been a touch guilty of that himself, sometimes. "Usually it's all in the best interest of things, but sometimes... history has proven that it was at the cost of something greater." His lips thinned slightly; he grew up in a time when war was still something very much on the minds of people.
"You're right about Charles, though." At least that much he was certain... now. That had not necessarily been the case always, given that not even ten years ago Charles had basically given up on the entire world, shutting it all out and, even if he didn't always want to admit it to himself, abusing the drug he had created with his help. Now, though, that had changed. Charles lived for the students and the school. All for the better.
"I've known him for-" he calculated back quickly, "about fifteen years, now, and we've hardly been apart for it." Which almost sounded like there had been more at some point, but nothing ever had. Hank didn't go that way and Charles... hadn't... he still wasn't sure how that worked. Damn it, Erik.
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"Sadly, I think Humans here can be very similar sometimes. The whole 'should they', thing." Hank might have been a touch guilty of that himself, sometimes. "Usually it's all in the best interest of things, but sometimes... history has proven that it was at the cost of something greater." His lips thinned slightly; he grew up in a time when war was still something very much on the minds of people.
"You're right about Charles, though." At least that much he was certain... now. That had not necessarily been the case always, given that not even ten years ago Charles had basically given up on the entire world, shutting it all out and, even if he didn't always want to admit it to himself, abusing the drug he had created with his help. Now, though, that had changed. Charles lived for the students and the school. All for the better.
"I've known him for-" he calculated back quickly, "about fifteen years, now, and we've hardly been apart for it." Which almost sounded like there had been more at some point, but nothing ever had. Hank didn't go that way and Charles... hadn't... he still wasn't sure how that worked. Damn it, Erik.