She shakes her head. "No, no.... no need to apologize, its a legitimate question. There's, just... complications. Starting with the fact that we never end up spending very long anywhere, and the only people consistent from world to world are the other Exiles... and even those change sometimes. It makes a lot of things different as far as interacting with people. One of the few friends I have made in all the world hopping insists I keep people at arm's length too much as it is... but sometimes that's just easier, you know?"
She sighs, realizing she's rambling. Maybe its the fact that they have some things in common, starting with an understanding of living a life of guerilla warfare, but she finds him easier to talk to than a lot of so-called 'normal' people.
"I think they were going to meet us here when they're done. With your armor and weapons, and my hammer and shield, you and I stand out... we can't go into town or anything until we have bags to stow these things in and a change of clothes. See, in a lot of worlds, people fear or hate mutants, or think everyone in an unusual costume is a villain. That's part of why I sent the others out... they pass easier than we do. As soon as we have a way to disguise ourselves to blend in, we'll all get a hotel room and plan our next move."
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