Emma is sitting very still. She does not know what to say, to Sloane.
Yes, she sends to Scott.
"Thank you," Emma says carefully, her gaze shrewd. "For sharing that with us. We are no stranger to loss in our home, Arvin. There's a graveyard with too many graves in the back." Emma looks down at her water. Thinking, for a moment, of Genosha. "And other graves. Without headstones. And no, you can never go back. You can only go forward. I know that very well."
She looks up and gives a little, forced laughed. "My, am I being maudlin. Tell us what you would like to teach, and the approach you would like to take. What about teaching young mutants interests you? Have you any experience with us?"
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Yes, she sends to Scott.
"Thank you," Emma says carefully, her gaze shrewd. "For sharing that with us. We are no stranger to loss in our home, Arvin. There's a graveyard with too many graves in the back." Emma looks down at her water. Thinking, for a moment, of Genosha. "And other graves. Without headstones. And no, you can never go back. You can only go forward. I know that very well."
She looks up and gives a little, forced laughed. "My, am I being maudlin. Tell us what you would like to teach, and the approach you would like to take. What about teaching young mutants interests you? Have you any experience with us?"