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[redchaos]

Is it because of what you are, or just... luck?

[incogneto]

Honestly, I don't know. Must be the mutant thing, Charles doesn't age either.

[redchaos]

[We don't talk about Charles. Well, Wanda isn't keen on it, given she's fairly certain she killed him in another universe.

Whoops.]

I don't think I'll be aging, either. A witch thing.

[incogneto]

[ She should. Maybe not mention this to Erik. ]

What else do witches do?

[redchaos]

[Daughters always have secrets from their fathers.]

Whatever they want.

[Within reason. Now, anyway.]

[incogneto]

I would hope you thought that, regardless of whether or not you were a witch.

[redchaos]

I was considered an experiment, before. A weapon. What I could do was... limited.

[incogneto]

Wanda...

[ That's a lot to unpack. How does he say that he knows exactly how that feels, and he's sorry, he wishes he was there for her, but he also knows if he had been, she wouldn't have these powers?

No, it's already been a surprisingly heavy morning. ]

Well. Maybe I could see a demonstration sometime.

[redchaos]

[The majority of her life is heavy. She briefly touches his arm, because it's okay and what's done is done.]

If you give me one, too. I want to see how much you can do.

[incogneto]

We'll have to find a bigger location.

[ He doubts she'll be impressed with the little things, but his power has grown immensely since he was younger. Not as steeply as hers has. ]

[redchaos]

[She tilts her head to the side.]

Can you fly?

[incogneto]

Usually, yes. Are you about to start a contest? I think you'd win it.

[redchaos]

No. [She shakes her head with a smile.] It just makes it easier if we need to go somewhere.

[incogneto]

You're not wrong. As you can see, I don't care for a lot of personal affects.

[redchaos]

People who desire things that are beyond teach tend to be like that.

[Ask her how she knows.]

[incogneto]

It's good that we're in agreement. Though, if at all possible, I don't really want to move again.

[redchaos]

I wouldn't take you from your home.

[incogneto]

No, my home is the house in Poland. But I can't go back.

[redchaos]

Why?

[She can imagine his reasons, but she wants to hear him say it.]

[incogneto]

It's where they died.

[ He hasn't made peace with that very well just yet. ]

[redchaos]

[Maybe she's glad she's skipping on the isolated home out in the woods.]

Do they have graves?

[incogneto]

I made the graves myself, yes.

[ The house would be fine for anyone except him. ]

[redchaos]

I'd like to visit them, sometime. When you feel it's appropriate.

[They still have a lot of getting to know one another to do, but they are some sort of distant relation.

And he'd likely appreciate her giving them as much thought as she does.]

[incogneto]

Sure. It might be nicer with company.

[ He does go to leave things at their graves sometimes. ]

I'll introduce you.

[redchaos]

I'd like that. They should know you're in good hands.

[Maybe not the best, but. She does intend on looking out for him where she can.]