[ well, that... that's really hard to wrap his head around. josh scratches the side of his face, glancing up to the neon sky as he tries to figure out how to put words together. ]

I'm glad for you, man.

[ he means it, genuinely. maybe it was better before everyone knew what they were. he'd never considered the early days, before mutants were well known enough to warrant giant patrolling robots, or secret government cabals and 'vaccines' set to wipe them out. ]

There's like, a saying in my world? "Welcome to the X-Men, hope you survive the experience". And a lot of us... we just don't.