Not A Prob.

“Not a prob.” 

"When I was younger, matter to me who it was I with, be it a boy or girl, as long as they made laugh with who they were. I was pretty sure I was in the ace-lesbian area.”

 “I hung around with a lot of guys, but I didn’t really feel anything for guys ‘till Logan crashed on the doorstep. Even then that took a while to realize.”

“Which is a part of this. Taking time. So take all the time you need though. There’s really not a rush with this. I think it’s a good thing you’re taking the breaks. That’s growth.”

“The professor waited for a good moment so nobody really was there to peep in. He helped me from feeling so scared. He told me to be proud of who I was in that aspect, as well as my ‘mutation’. But it kinda sucked knowing the two people I loved the most were unreachable for a lot of reasons. They pined each other and I didn’t see me being in that mix, to be honest.”

“I don’t know if I wanna hug you, kiss you, or kick your ass.”

“...”

“I think I’m gonna do all the above”

“I--Wha--HOW???? How did you burn your clothes, don’t you have that fire under lock and key anytime you wanna roast some ‘mallows’?”

“I know I have a lot of clothes spanning different decades but...I don’t know if they’ll fit any of you.”

“I accidentally… burned my clothes. Do you have any I can borrow?”

“I don’t know if it’s possible, but in buddhist culture, the soul’s basically recycled into something, or in your case, someone new. That being said, maybe there’s a part of you that didn’t want to let go and so that stayed. Maybe it became to much so something had to give?”

“With that being said, be careful with Carter or whoever he is. There may be something he remembers that you don’t. Maybe some shared history that went sour?”

“On my homeworld… they call me Shayera. I have a few different names, but that’s the one I believe in right now. I’m not… tied to Katar, not in the same way, now that I’ve been divided into two people. There’s me, and there’s Kendra.”

“As for Katar… there’s him, there’s Carter, but I don’t know how separate they are, really. That… remains to be seen.”

“Don’t worry that kinda stuff’s under lock and key till the day I die.”

“That’s pretty cool though, being bi. And I hate to say it, but part of me’s proud of you being honest and telling me about it.”

Especially at your age, I had it figured out as kid but didn’t tell anyone as an adult till Xavier and I had a telepathy session.

“What’s wrong? Too hot for you?”

She raised an eyebrow in confusion. Her breathing slows down as she forces herself to calm down. She’s still afraid, and nervous considering he is the first person she has encountered during her running. One that has trained dragons. 

That wasn’t her strongest suit. It was more of defense against the dark arts, offensive spells, herbalism. Even though she’s learned some off-brand techniques thanks to an old annotated book she found in the storage rooms learning in whatever time she’s had on the run.

She’s taken aback by his generosity towards a stranger like her. As she goes to object, she could feel her empty stomach clawing at her and so, for now, she admits defeat. Sighing, she stands up after getting her backpack sorted out. Slinging it on her back, she looked around before answering nervously.

“Food wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

Dark times of the Scaled Sides