[ Lorna blinks at his casual confession of his abilities. "Mine" rings with mutation, asserted possession very unlike the misunderstanding with which the cheerleader tried to explain her powers. Not that struggling with your gifts makes you any less mutant, but owning them gives off a real specific vibe. Call it a gut feeling 'cause those are usually right for Lorna. The M word floats between them almost tangibly but neither of them grab at it. Lorna crosses her arms, weight shifted to one hip. ]
Couple days ago. I'm Polaris. [ Then uncrossing her arms, she offers a hand for a good solid shake. Mutants Unite. (In her defense, she would susepct the obvious if he didn't look a decade too young to be her biodad. The disparate years that people arrive from has yet to come up.) ]
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Couple days ago. I'm Polaris. [ Then uncrossing her arms, she offers a hand for a good solid shake. Mutants Unite. (In her defense, she would susepct the obvious if he didn't look a decade too young to be her biodad. The disparate years that people arrive from has yet to come up.) ]