He freezes for a moment, caught off guard by the question, and opens his mouth, thinking it through.
"Sometimes," he admits. "But I know what woulda happened. We'da worked it out for a little bit longer. Tried to make it last, but...but we were a mess, Pryde, and you woulda wound up leaving to go back to the X-Men one way or the other."
He knows that's true. She had been too young, and he'd been too volatile. They hadn't been good for each other then.
He starts walking again. "We can catch a cab a few blocks from here."
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Date: 2018-10-03 03:02 am (UTC)"Sometimes," he admits. "But I know what woulda happened. We'da worked it out for a little bit longer. Tried to make it last, but...but we were a mess, Pryde, and you woulda wound up leaving to go back to the X-Men one way or the other."
He knows that's true. She had been too young, and he'd been too volatile. They hadn't been good for each other then.
He starts walking again. "We can catch a cab a few blocks from here."