𝙍𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉’ 𝘾𝘼𝙅𝙐𝙉 .ᐟ

❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐍, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄. ❞

i know yer broke, bub, but can't a pickpocket steal his own? hell ya need mine for?

" Thank you , Gambit . . "

" I think you might be a little biased . " a small laugh escaped her lips , shaking her head . " I'll keep that in mind "

" it's why I never stay in my real form for long. " Talia gave a half-hearted shrug , her form shifting again in an instant . . The humanized woman he had met before. " it's easier for me . "

" I hope so , trust me .. im not doing this for the glitz or the glamor. I see how mutants are demonized, even ive been insulted a few times .. "

" as tempting as it is to mess with people , I action don't do alot .. maybe that's why I wanted to try the hero thing ? "

" I think im smart enough not to threaten you . " Her laughter merged with his own .

" My tricks you'll get to see later , I'm sure. But you ? You are a whole 'nother ball park entirely. "

Talia didn’t even try to hide her amazement — her jaw slack, eyes wide with pure curiosity and awe. " Holy sh—" she caught herself, lips twitching into a grin. "Yeah… if I ever end up in a fight, I’m praying you’re on by my side."

unfortunately. same tastes in awful beer and horrid relationship choices.