[He watches the flower blossom. It's been months since he discovered that he isn't alone, that there are likely thousands of mutants already in existence, and that that number is growing. But he hopes he'll never cease to find amazement in the things they can do. ]
Did that change before you came here? [ He reaches toward the blue flower, slowly, as if it was an animal that might bite. ] Or after?
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Did that change before you came here? [ He reaches toward the blue flower, slowly, as if it was an animal that might bite. ] Or after?