[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://images.amcnetworks.com/amc.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/nos4a2-105-maggie-smith-wraith-1200x707.jpg[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Old Mutant Underground HQ - Outside in What Might Be a Trap, or Might Not Be
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Had the situation been any different, Waverley likely would've pulled away from the clean newcomer's embrace, or at the very least, tensed up. After all, he was a stranger, and the Underground worked in an environment where trusting strangers could lead to far worse than a picked pocket. But she didn't. Instead, she melted into him like a puppy brought in from the cold, her body completely relaxed as she leaned into him. Perhaps it was because she was still under the effects of Callie's empathy, or perhaps it was because of the boy's pleasant scent and his striking resemblance to her mentor. Or perhaps it was that he was the first person to try and give her a hug since joining the Underground, a fact that she only realized as her head found the crook of his neck. More likely than not, it was a combination of all of those. She didn't look at Veil, even as she responded to her, eyes staring forward into the fog-covered road. 

[color=purple]"Turning you in wouldn't help anyone."[/color] She was silent for a moment, before continuing. [color=purple]"It's not about what's just or fair, it's about what will help people. His actions caused the rift between humankind and mutantkind to grow wider than it's ever been before. If people saw us giving him to the police, it might help patch that divide up...I understand that he'd be risking his life, but that's what heroes do. So if he's really a hero, then..."[/color] her voice trailed off, and she gave a shrug, allowing the others to make their own assumptions on how the sentence would end. She only half-listened to Warlock's words as he spoke, tuning out bits and pieces as she stared numbly ahead. When he said her name, though, her eyes lifted up to him, narrowing in anticipation of what he had to say. When he offered her the chance to kill him, her lips curved down into a frown. 

Ever since she'd seen the video of the nail incident, she'd been struggling with the desire to beat him to death with her rebar. But with Callie's forced serenity flowing through her body, and the boy peacefully presenting himself like a lamb ready for slaughter, Waverley couldn't find an ounce of herself willing to go through with the act. There was no rage in her quieted mind. Then, he went on. As he thought allowed, Waverley's brow began to furrow inquisitively, her head lifting up from Echo's shoulder as she listened intently to what he had to say. It sounded...insane, but it also sounded possible. She opened her mouth to speak, only for Sapphire to cut in. It was all too normal for Sapphire to be cold, even rude. But this level of emotion in her cruelty was new. 

[color=purple]"You can't just say 'no offense' and assume everything said after is completely fine,"[/color] she said, her voice matter-of-fact. [color=purple]"Anyone who would join the Underground knows that the system is broken. Don't think I don't know how the world works just 'cause I'm young. I know the world's fucked up. But it doesn't have to be...Warlock's right about one thing. We shouldn't just give up on what the world could be. Peace...equality...they're not gonna happen unless someone makes them happen. There's no reason that someone couldn't be us...at least in part."[/color] She hesitated for a moment, realizing that she'd gotten off topic. She then let out a sigh. [color=purple]"I know you're not angry with me. I know something happened, and you're just lashing out. I don't know what it was, but whatever it was, it must've sucked. So...we're cool. I forgive you."[/color] With that, her eyes flicked back over Max.

[color=purple]"Do you really think we could do it?"[/color] she asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice, overpowered by the sound of her hope. [color=purple]"Do you think we could bring her back?"[/color] Her then cast her eyes to the ground thinking for the moment, before looking back up at him. [color=purple]"And what about the other officers? Can we bring them back? And..and once we have them back, what about Erg? We'd need to bring Erg back for Sunshine...Where exactly do we draw the line? If we have the power to bring people back to life, it wouldn't be right to just bring back our own loved ones. That would be selfish. So where do we stop? What kind of moral obligations would come with that sort of power?"[/color]