Logan remains very still as he watches her fingertips ghost over his hand and eventually the claws themselves. He feels that ghost of a touch right through his hand to his arm into the rest of his body, and he swallows at the question.
"Always had claws." When he was a child, it terrified him. Over a hundred years ago, he doesn't remember it. He accidentally killed someone with them before he learned how to control it. That's such a common story among mutants. How their powers hurt someone innocent (someone they love) before they learn how to use them. "Weren't always grafted with adamantium."
That came later.
"In my world, there are people called mutants who have... powers, abilities. We're not exactly popular." People fear those that are different, those that can't be controlled, those that have this kind of power. So they try to control them instead, to kill them, to use them. "How about that drink?"
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"Always had claws." When he was a child, it terrified him. Over a hundred years ago, he doesn't remember it. He accidentally killed someone with them before he learned how to control it. That's such a common story among mutants. How their powers hurt someone innocent (someone they love) before they learn how to use them. "Weren't always grafted with adamantium."
That came later.
"In my world, there are people called mutants who have... powers, abilities. We're not exactly popular." People fear those that are different, those that can't be controlled, those that have this kind of power. So they try to control them instead, to kill them, to use them. "How about that drink?"