He scratched his cheek and scrunched his face up in thought. "Gotta be a mutant... Xmen or Brotherhood? Affiliated wit' anyone?"
She covered up after her vulnerable show of her hand, dismissing it with a joke and he leaned over, kissing her forehead. "'s not weak or terrible to dream of the future, or to want things others take for granted. Take it from the likes of me," he told her quietly, leaning back with a smirk to look at her with a softer smile. "Let us hope de petite would get your eyes, lessen de chances of teasin'."
With a smirk, he scooped her up from her chair and settled back into his with her in tow. "Well now, let's not be too hasty on chasin' de urge away, Cherie. I'm quite agreeable to the first steps of de process," he purred at her