Kitty Pryde stands outside of Jean Grey’s room, fidgeting. Lockheed perches himself on her shoulder, nuzzling her gently. She reaches a hand up and pets him. “I know it’s an insane idea,” Kitty whispers to him. “And, you know, so against everything that the telepaths here believe in, and against what the Professor teaches, but I have to ask, you
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