Warren listened to Kitty's account of what happened that night back in January, his face a mask of anger and concern. This was the second time someone had gotten ballsy enough to attack the mansion. He would have thought the security would be beefed up enough by now to prevent something like this from happening. Maybe it was time he had one of his own guys come out and take a look at it, maybe find someone who could try breaking into the systems and pinpoint their weakest areas. The more and more he heard, the more he felt like being at the mansion was the right move for him.
"My word, Kitty. I had no idea." He looked at her face baldly searching for any hit of a scar or scratch. There was nothing he could see but it wasn't hard to imagine the imperfection being the only thing his friend saw when she looked in the mirror. "I'm really sorry that happened. Sorry any of it happened. So how did you not die if I may be so bold as to ask so bluntly."
Upon being asked about why he knew so much about the building, Warren smiled bashfully. "I tend to obsess about things when I come to like them. Places, events, even people sometimes. It makes me do my homework on them. You can find anything on Google." He hadn't noticed anyone looking at them, but as Warren glanced around now he met several random gazes from the full dining room. He smiled politely in return before looking at Kitty once again. "They're wondering who the gorgeous woman I walked in with is." He took a sip of his wine smoothly. "Probably assume you're a movie star or something."
Setting his wine glass down, Warren nodded seriously. "It very well could bring us close to bankruptcy. A lot of mutants got the shot the first week it was announced that it was available to the public. It was a month after that before the first doses of the cure ran out and the waiting period began for the second delivery of shots at clinics. That's five weeks of non-stop traffic of people getting shot. In New York alone we have 1,150 mutants over that five week period. Now add in every other state. It's mind blowing and not in a good way."
He liked hearing about what was going on at the mansion. It seemed like an entirely different word at times. Not always easier, perhaps, but so different from what he was part of on a day to day basis, simpler in some ways. "How are the kids doing with people coming and going all the time?" Some kids came from really crappy homes and had abandonment issues. He could only imagine the effect the ever-changing population of the mansion would have on them. When Kitty spoke of June, he couldn't help but smile at the warmth in her face. Clearly this little girl had a hold on her. "Madrox?" That was somewhat surprising. "I thought he was still in jail."
Warren decided a long time ago that he wouldn't settle. There was a detachment between his own parents that he'd always been aware of. Oftentimes he wondered if it was because they'd both simply married out of convenience. It was the main reason Warren reminded himself when nights got lonely that the wait would be worth it. That he'd find the woman he was meant to be with forever and neither of them would have a lonely night again. "I didn't realize you went to church. Never took you for the pious type."
He laughed richly at her comment and winked at her. "Good girl."