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“..was I supposed to be listening? If you haven’t noticed, there are more important things currently keeping me occupied.”

Everett laughed softly at Megan’s words, shaking his head softly as he smiled down at her. “Of course he did.” He joked. He knew the mission had been top secret but honestly it was very jarring to come back with decades worth of memories and be put back into a younger, resurrected version of himself from before the Vault. He still felt weird talking about it. At her question, he hadn’t even realized he’d been zoned out until he blinked and realized she’d been waiting for a response. “Uh.. I’m handling em. I guess I just kinda answered your question.” He admitted, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he took a deep breath. “It’s been rough, I’ll be real.”

“No, you can’t pet Amazing Baby. He’s working.”

“There’s been a lot going on. Been busy. If you’ve got something to say, spit it out.”

“Yup, exactly an underground little cave thing. I lived in one for like.. thirteen years.”

“—it’s harder to stay away from this time than I thought it would be, alright? If you could see where and when I grew up, I don’t think you’d blame me for wanting to come back.”

“Seeing possible futures is not as fun as people like to think it is. Until you experience it yourself.. it is difficult to truly explain.”

“No, sorry. I actually uh, missed out on the second half of the Gala. And the after party.” And the next couple days after that as the Quiet Council and the Five ultimately decided to resurrect her.

“That’s a good point. The Gala’s probably all just made up of her disposable income.” Gabby quirked, frowning at Megan’s comment. Come to think of it, Gabby didn’t either. Not that she really had to, living on Krakoa and being taken care of by Laura most of her life, but still. “Tell me about it. I find it hard to believe that I somehow come from both of them in any way.” Gabby knew they shared some traits, but she was not like her sister. Gabby was a lot more outspoken and bubbly, probably because Laura saved her from most of the trauma that she had to endure with Alcamax. She snorted at Megan’s question and smirked to herself, deciding to indulge her. “Yup. Totally true. I’ve heard sometimes they even all three cuddle in there together.” She teased, smiling at Megan’s next comment. “It has been, yeah. It’s nice to feel like I belong.”

“Yup,” Everett sighed, nodding at her words as he pressed his lips together into a tight smile. A hundred years was a long time, especially when most of it was spent falling in love with Laura Kinney. Laura Kinney, who currently had no idea about any of it. It was practically torture, but he was trying his best not to let it show. He’d find a way to show her at some point. “I’m glad I had my memories because that’s the whole reason we went in there, but they’re lucky to be spared some of those memories.” He admitted.

“You’d think he’d make an exception given your wings. I’m sure it’s tough getting clothes.” Cassie shook her head. “I guess cutting holes isn’t the worst thing in the world, as long as stuff fits.”

“It’s honestly super fascinating. Sorry, I don’t mean to come off weird either, I just.. I’m bad at talking to people. Side effect of being locked up in a bunker for most of my life.”

“Are there any mutant clothing stores or anything on Krakoa? That sounds like it’d be useful.”

“That’s fair. Emma is a whole different breed of fancy. It will be pretty, though. I don’t even want to think about how much it’s gonna cost, though.” Thankfully it wasn’t coming from Gabby’s checkbook. Not that she even had one, though. “I wish Laura was more social but I don’t blame her. She’s been through a lot. Not that I haven’t but she saved me from having to go through even more.” Gabby would never really be able to repay her for that. “It’s always nice to find a group to belong to. Makes things like this a whole lot more fun.”

“So is mutant resurrection similar to puberty for you guys? Just kind of a life experience everyone eventually deals with at least once?”

“It’s just all stuff I know already.” Sprite sighed, frowning down at her history textbook as she lazily flipped pages, rolling her eyes at the next subheading. “Like this. Babylon? I was literally there.” It all felt so pointless and tedious, but maybe that was what being a human was all about. Sprite just wanted to skip to all of the fun stuff. “It’s more of a formality than anything.”

“You do make a good point. I was trying to be nice,” Melina insisted, a friendly smile on her face as she looked down at the mutants wings and raised her eyebrows. It wasn’t a usual sight, but Melina just found herself fascinated by the logistics. “So, when they revive mutants you have no memory of what happened?”