"Does it? Should I amend my statement to be you must be terrible at keeping some secrets?" A crocked smile stayed on her face as she tilted her head. For some reason it was extremely difficult to imagine this man being good at keeping secrets of any kind. Though, in all honesty, it was difficult to think of what kind of secrets he might want to keep. He didn't really seem like the type to hide things from those around him. At least not like she did.
"That is why I believe we will never get along with one another. Humans can barely get along with each other. How can they be expected to get along with a race infinitely more powerful than they are? No, they will never tolerate that." Humans reacted badly to other groups of humans that had more powerful weapons or technology than they did. There was never a chance that they would just accept the existence of an entire race with powers that were stronger than most of their weapons. Even if a lot of those people with powers just wanted to live ordinary uneventful lives. Her brother had been like that, someone who just wanted to live a peaceful art filled life. But he'd realized he couldn't and instead went off to play the hero. The thought caused her nose to scrunch up in something like disgust and then she shook her head. "Do not be sorry. It is foolish for people to fight for a dream of peace." Peace rarely came in any situation.
"No, I do not think I will." Not that she wouldn't have a chance to ask, but just that she probably wouldn't ask. The truth was she wasn't certain if she wanted to know the answer to the question. Why should she care what he Jagger thought about her anyway? She hardly cared what the other New Mutants thought (that wasn't true) so why should she care about some human who couldn't even control his powers? She shouldn't. She shouldn't care what any of these people thought. Yet...there was a strange feeling connected to all of them that she couldn't figure out.
"Much better. It would only be as unpleasant as the person made it," she said with a shrug. If they flipped out at the idea of being sliced through with a magical sword that could break spells and hurt spirits she imagined it'd hurt a lot more. That was always the most amusing part of the entire thing though, seeing someone's face as she brought the sword out.
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"That is why I believe we will never get along with one another. Humans can barely get along with each other. How can they be expected to get along with a race infinitely more powerful than they are? No, they will never tolerate that." Humans reacted badly to other groups of humans that had more powerful weapons or technology than they did. There was never a chance that they would just accept the existence of an entire race with powers that were stronger than most of their weapons. Even if a lot of those people with powers just wanted to live ordinary uneventful lives. Her brother had been like that, someone who just wanted to live a peaceful art filled life. But he'd realized he couldn't and instead went off to play the hero. The thought caused her nose to scrunch up in something like disgust and then she shook her head. "Do not be sorry. It is foolish for people to fight for a dream of peace." Peace rarely came in any situation.
"No, I do not think I will." Not that she wouldn't have a chance to ask, but just that she probably wouldn't ask. The truth was she wasn't certain if she wanted to know the answer to the question. Why should she care what he Jagger thought about her anyway? She hardly cared what the other New Mutants thought (that wasn't true) so why should she care about some human who couldn't even control his powers? She shouldn't. She shouldn't care what any of these people thought. Yet...there was a strange feeling connected to all of them that she couldn't figure out.
"Much better. It would only be as unpleasant as the person made it," she said with a shrug. If they flipped out at the idea of being sliced through with a magical sword that could break spells and hurt spirits she imagined it'd hurt a lot more. That was always the most amusing part of the entire thing though, seeing someone's face as she brought the sword out.
"Ideas become plans."