[ He clears his throat when he's hit with a tinge of emotion, but that's what happens when he mentions his daughter. She was less than a year old when he left, and he'd barely started to get to know her.

It's nice of Kahl to believe in him, just because he wants to. Marcos isn't so confident in his track record, but he'd like to help make sure that the group doesn't fracture the way it did back home. ]

We're called mutants. People born with an X-gene. We aren't magic, but we're born with certain abilities. Some of us look different, and some are like me and can pass for human.

Where I come from, mutant rights are under fire. They think we're too dangerous to be left alone. We've still got a long way to go.