*He watched the girl as she moved closer and he had to admit that he could not remember the last time he let someone he did  not know for a long time to get so close. His rather rough hands felt strange being touch by such soft and delicate skin...thinking he was going to hurt her in some way his first instinct was to pull away but a part of him kept his form from moving and even enjoyed the soothing touch of her fingers along his hand where his blade extended from his flesh.*<br/><br/>"Every time....I got used to pain a long long time ago."<br/><br/>*Raising his brow at her question about other mutants, she must have been kept in a very secure place to not know about mutants, either that or she was the best lair he had ever come across. A slight smirk coming to his lips as he walked towards her slightly, as he had to admit he rather enjoyed the soft touch. *<br/><br/>"Yes a lot of them, I come from a school that helps young mutants use their powers and even to find a safe place to stay for a while."<br/><br/>*His gruff voice seemed a little softer now as the effects of his rage started to leave him fully. His eyes now calm looked over her rather young looking features and strange colored hair as his other hand brush some of it away from her face and let a fing strands fall over his fingertips.*<br/><br/>"I guess this isn't  a dye job then?"