It wasn’t too personal, but Jean took her time in answering. She looked so intently into her coffee cup for a moment it seemed like she was looking for the answer there.
And she completely ignored the whole how she looked thing. She knew he was just being polite.
“It’s very strange, particularly since Emma had it too. But not until after I told her about it, so there you are.” She didn’t mention Kitty. There had to be a logical explanation for that too. Somehow. “But I was this… being. Not a person any longer, but something more. I called myself the Phoenix, and I burned but I wasn’t consumed. I could see and hear everything, I was life and fire incarnate, and I was terrifying.” By the end, she was nearly whispering.