The armor went away and she was regularly skinned again.
"It's one of my abilities. I have several. What about you? What is your mutation? Tell me who you are, Mr. Gotham. It would be interesting to me to know who you are." She paused for a moment.
"Please don't think ill of Namor. He really was very protective of me. I wish he could have been around when I was older. There are some unpleasant things about my personal history that might have been avoided."
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