[Mouth parting, the only thing Scott can really manage is a small, but clear shake of his head. The multiverse? No, that's stuff he's only heard about from movies and comic books. Regular books. So, that's what's happening right now? That's. Okay. ...What??
Honestly, he was still getting used to the idea that he can shoot uncontrollable optic blasts from his eyes before all this was thrown at him. Like that's not enough on its own somehow.
He still isn't sure if he wants to back away from her, or step closer. Part of him feels so overwhelmed, maybe a little angry, defensive about everything that's been happening and changing around him, but Jean, even if she is older and different from the girl he just took out to the mall, is someone at least a little familiar. He can't help but attach himself to it, somewhat, voice quieter but more open to listening to her.]
No? I don't think so. [So putting things together...] I. I um, just met you a day ago. A version of you.
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Honestly, he was still getting used to the idea that he can shoot uncontrollable optic blasts from his eyes before all this was thrown at him. Like that's not enough on its own somehow.
He still isn't sure if he wants to back away from her, or step closer. Part of him feels so overwhelmed, maybe a little angry, defensive about everything that's been happening and changing around him, but Jean, even if she is older and different from the girl he just took out to the mall, is someone at least a little familiar. He can't help but attach himself to it, somewhat, voice quieter but more open to listening to her.]
No? I don't think so. [So putting things together...] I. I um, just met you a day ago. A version of you.
[...] You thought I was an asshole. At first.
[WHY did he say that.]