It was hard to make him understand why he had done it. The future he had come from had been prevented. It was not going to happen anymore. But she might have created another one that was similar by exposing herself. Maybe it had been selfish to do something like that, but she was so tired of hiding. It wasn't right or fair. None of them had asked for the abilities, they'd sort of been thrust upon them or they'd been born with them. It was a very strange thing, and the world might not have been ready to understand.
"We...can go back." She told him quietly, much calmer now than she had been. "I'm not going to run off again." It had just been hard to face him, knowing everything that he'd been through...what her future self had done to him. And then to see him look at her like that after she'd told him what she did. She would always love Peter. He was her uncle, and here he and the other Peter were the only family she had at all. And though they were the same person, they were both so different.