Side eyes the hell out of him. “Why are you so fucking weird?”

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Stares back at him, shifting from foot to foot under his gaze. “Stop...”

Takes a step back. “Looking at me with the soulless eyes of a demon child.”

Sits on the beach, grateful for the moment of quiet that he was able to find.

“No.” He will lose his shit.

He can’t actually set Ryan on fire with his mind— — but fuck if he could. He’s gonna have to settle for making him imagine flaming raccoons attacking him at rapid succession.

“I just know he’s gonna have too much fun with this—-“

Deep soul exhausted sigh. “I hate you Wilson.”

Maybe Lorna Dane can help him deal with Ryan, it’s definitely a two person job. Or it’s suicide— he’s not sure which yet.

“Who’s up for coffee?”

He’ll help her replace it.

His startled shriek is followed by a pained sigh. He’s not sure how he doesn’t see this coming. “Fucking hell Ryan I think you broke a rib.”

That he is. He may have been hiding from Ryan all this time.

“You hurt me by existing.”

“Oh crap.” He forgot he was actively denying Ryan’s existence.

He has, mostly studying and preparing for a job interview. He hopes she’s been well too.

He may be trying to become a professor at Xaviers. He’s happy to hear that. Sounds like they need to get lunch then.

Of course he would, she is his favorite little sister after all.

Of course she is, though that won’t get her favoritism in class if he does get the teaching job. Well.... probably not.