Raven had shifted back to blonde, preparing to step out from behind the concession stand, mind focused solely on getting to Charles, but at Kurt's words she stopped. She turned back to Kurt and pulled him into a gentle hug. "I'm so sorry," she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I don't know why I did that... or will do that." Truth is, she could think of a few reasons. Maybe my life is too dangerous for a child. Maybe Azazel-- or Erik-- won't want him around. Even so, she couldn't imagine ever leaving her son, not after meeting the wonderful young man Kurt would turn out to be.
She released the hug to wipe the tears that were forming in her eyes. "...maybe now that we've met, things can be different." She spotted a bench nearby and gestured toward it. "Let's sit down and talk. I'll answer whatever questions you have, and you can tell me more about yourself. To start with, your father's name is Azazel. He can also teleport, and he has a tail exactly like yours, except his skin is as red as ours is blue."