There are worse things than jail. [pushes herself up to a sitting position, stares at the hand a moment before taking it] Mystique. You’re another tolerant human, then.
[/shakes her hand] Thought I was quick to judge. [/shrugs]
Mutants like me don’t get by easily if we don’t. Not a lot of people like us.
I ain’t seen anything wrong with you yet, so. I mean, we’ve barely met.
… [stares at him, then nods approvingly] Don’t get a lot of that. In that case- [pushes herself up with some effort] You know where the kitchen is in this place? I could use something to eat.