Sarah's face fell at that, and she ducked her head for a moment to gather up some will power. Unfortunately, that will power was only enough for a stream of consciousness rather than a coherent thought process. "Look, um. I kind of need to tell you something, and I know it's going to freak you out, so I totally get it if you're upset or whatever, and I'm sorry for ruining this moment because it was really, really nice, but if I don't tell you now, I just know that it will completely blow up in my face and be horrible, and I am rambling, Kelly freaking Clarkson."
She sucked in a breath, and finally got to the point. "My parents. They're really involved in the anti-mutant protests." She grimaced, embarrassed even as she said it.
"And I promise you I don't feel that way at all. I have another friend who's- a genetically altered superhuman, and I don't care, I swear, but I get it if it's- I don't know. Scary for you or something and you don't-" She opted not to finish that train of thought.
Sarah ran frustrated hands through her hair. "I can't change who they are and what they believe in. I wish I could, but I can't."