"Them being afraid? Maybe. That stunt you pulled with the president didn't do you any favors. But what that fear led them to do? That's just human--" She pulled a face. "--And mutant nature. I remember hating what I was afraid of: myself." She didn't say that it was an accident. She'd hope that no one would kill a child intentionally, mutant or not, but she'd seen too much to ever believe that.

She looked at his granddaughter and felt a soft pang. No matter what he said, he always seemed to end up ahead. He lost one family and gained another. And she... No, she wouldn't go there.

"So you ended up here, too. Do we know where 'here' is?"