Even to his own ears, his well intentioned ears, he sounded bossy and overbearing. It was just that he couldn't get past believing he'd killed her. Thanks to Weapon X trying to tinker with his brain, he'd tried to kill his mother and nearly committed suicide. The counseling had taken months. The nightmares still happened.
Right now he'd like to curl up with Lyta and forget for awhile. Except she had bigger issues dealing the aftereffects of Apocalypse. He couldn't put more on her.
"It's up to you," he said just as quietly. "You'll have a place to go when you're ready to make a real change."
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