A kind of reunion (closed to Raven)

[mutiegroovy]

Just as he'd told Remy, Charles hadn't attempted to find Raven, to see how she was; he hadn't reached out. After all, he wanted to keep his word, to respect her, to no longer try to control her (though he still wasn't sure that was it - control? Or guidance

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[nomore_hiding]

Mystique didn't see him right away, but when she did she very obviously stilled. She'd known he was here too. Of course he was.

But she hadn't been rushing into this meeting. She needed time to recover. And to remember this place. And she was scared.

There was a temptation to simply walk away yet again. But in this place it'd be impossible to avoid him forever.

So she started toward him, reluctant but sure in her footing.

[mutiegroovy]

He couldn't help but smile (however tentatively), to feel some of that hope that was so essential. At least she didn't move away, didn't ignore him.

"Hello, Raven," he said as she got closer.

[nomore_hiding]

Closing her eyes a moment, she shook her head when he said that name. Mitchell was just as stubborn about it.

"Charles."

[mutiegroovy]

"How are you?" he asked. "Is your leg all right?"