[Billy chews idly at his lower lip, trying not to look as worried as he feels. He knows it's lousy news, and he can't even say that he's experienced the full spectrum of human-to-mutant hate, only observed it over the years and read about it in the archives. But it's certainly taught him a solid lesson in human psychology if nothing else, something even his mother couldn't totally hammer into his head.]
It's been like twenty, twenty five years, tops. It seems like a long time, but people don't even change that fast.
[It would be wrong to call them lucky, but in a lot of ways they're fortunate to even get protection at the institute. At least they aren't all dead after M-Day. But he can't even count the number of ways that such statements are terrible and empty.]
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It's been like twenty, twenty five years, tops. It seems like a long time, but people don't even change that fast.
[It would be wrong to call them lucky, but in a lot of ways they're fortunate to even get protection at the institute. At least they aren't all dead after M-Day. But he can't even count the number of ways that such statements are terrible and empty.]