"I didn't say that Charles was your friend," she pointed out. "He was your teacher. I don't remember making great friends with my teachers." She was different. She was less a teacher and more of a leader. And still she didn't think she was going to be very close with the younger generation. There was too much of an age gap between the two groups. Maybe in another ten or twenty years.

She frowned when he said that she was still with him.

"You mean back with him. He left. He tried to save a mutant and then got arrested. He was in a secure facility underneath the Pentagon for nearly a decade before Charles broke him out. We haven't been together since."

They'd worked together, but only when the first mutant appeared. And then he'd left again.