"Don't patronize me, Scott. I've worked with you for years, I respect you, and I hope you have enough respect for me that you answer honestly. Stop the bravado bullshit...it's just you and me in the room, there is no one else, no need for you to be Cyclops at the moment. Just Scott Summers." The words were almost like vomit; rushing out of her mouth before she could even think about them.
"I deserve to know." A few minutes ago he had said that yes, he thought her new team of X-Men would be a good idea and in unspoken terms, that she would be a good leader. But if he really did trust her, as he implied, he should be able to talk to her honestly and without reserve.