So the insane sorceress's apprentice is ... another insane sorceress? That will end well.

"Any man older than me is an old man, I'm not sorry."

"Even when I'm being helpful, I get yelled at."

"Why have all the women I'm attracted to threatened to kill me?"

Sends a very loud psychic broadcast: "ATTENTION: DO NOT DISTURB RICTOR. HE IS MEDITATING!"

"That means I'm top 21. Out of like a thousand options. Still a compliment."

Think of it less as a probe and more as instant brain death.

"You called?"

He can help with that.

Chat, is this flirting??

"Jean Grey, but demonic? I'm so into that."

Looks around. ❝Logan, I’m breaking into your room. Don’t say anything if it’s okay…❞

"Yeah, whatever... that was fun, let's do it again sometime."

"Well, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 Rosie," he says. "You don't need any of those guys. They're yesterday's news. You need someone young and fresh."

One hand shields against the discs and the other creates a pistol to return fire. "Give up, Keller! You know you don't have the juice for this. Sooner or later, you're gonna run out of steam and me? I'm just getting started!"

"I'm not just a telepath. I'm 𝘵𝘩𝘦 telepath. Quentin's the name."

"We're not fighting, Julian is just losing."