Hank almost smiles for a moment, then took a breath, shaking his head.
"It's... not been a good time, Simon," he says at last. "Ever since M-Day... I feel like my life, like everything I know, has been sliding out of control. The mutant population is dying...
And I'm not even sure if I know some of my best friends anymore. Jean's gone, Scott and Warren have been keeping secrets and engaging in all kinds of ghastly things...
We've sealed ourselves away on an island, becoming a nation separate and unto ourselves. Absolutely contrary to our mission and dream.
And now, we've invited Magneto and Exodus to live among us."
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