Sasha did as he said and tried to breathe. With one hand, she angrily brushed away the free-falling tears. With the other, she reached over and placed it on top of his. She knew he was right. She knew that with all the Hellfire business going on that all mutants were seen as a threat. But Sasha took it personally this time.
"It's just... They don't even know me, and they think that I'm going to do something to hurt them?" She sniffled again and when she looked down at her hand, it was covered in mascara. "Dios." She easily reached into her purse to pull out a tissue and dab her cheeks with it. "I'm sorry, babe."