She watched him, expression unreadable for a long time, before Mystique finally shook her head.
"No," she said simply. "I can't." It was an admission - it was a large admission, and as soon as it was out of her mouth she wondered what had prompted it. She could heal almost anything, could cover up almost everything else, but those scars stayed with her no matter what she did. She hadn't healed fast enough, that was part of the problem. Was there more to it?