Mystique nodded, not bothering to agree or disagree. She'd seen plenty of mutants who were similar to him in powers, and plenty who were similar to her. None were as good as either of them (with the possible exception of Victor Creed), and none of them had exactly the same powers.
"Canadians," she sighed, rolling her eyes. Breaking into a smile as he pulled a cigar from his coat pocket, she licked her lips. "How long have you been back?"