"Then you can enjoy pretending I never existed once I die here. Does that make you feel better? Will you feel better once we're all dead?"
Kassi spat at him, but then it ocurred to her to try something. She started to reach out for his mind to probe for his motives. Namor, while not known for warm and fuzzy, had used 'tough love' as a motivational tool before. Why not examine his motives?
Except when she reached into her mind...she didn't get Namor's mind. She got nothing but echoes of her own mind. Kassia blinked.
"You're not my father. I don't know who you are, but you are not Namor McKenzie."
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