<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1314.photobucket.com/albums/t576/croweshadow/Misc/b725c53d3c64e6829f97465579ec0681_zpspymfytmz.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Location:</strong>school grounds<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 1, 7:30am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Xavier<br/><strong>Content:</strong>talking with Prof. X<br/><hr/><br/>Jean smiled at Xavier’s words of confidence. It made her feel good to know that Xavier trusted her enough to admit his own doubts and fears to her. It helped strengthen their bond as student and teacher, although Xavier was far more than a teacher to her. He was a mentor, friend, and father figure. Her own parents were worried for her. She knew in her heart that they loved her, but they were also scared about her life as a mutant and on a deep level they wished she wasn’t one. Xavier accepted her gifts and was always there to lend an ear and guide her whenever she felt lost.<br/><br/><em>“Thank you, professor.”</em>Jean smiled to him as they moved closer to the mansion. Stopping near the door, she turned to him.<em>“Right now, we are only allowed to move the students when our powers are needed. I think we should ask them for less restrictions when they want to visit their families. The parents are welcome here, but not all of them can travel as much as they want to. So perhaps we can oversee some way of allowing the parents or friends to drop-by from time to time. I believe it would help the students’ morale greatly.”</em>While Jean never thought of the X-Mansion as a cage, rather a home, she understood some of them resented being unable to leave to see their families whenever they want to.<br/><br/><em>“Also, I know some don’t have families to visit, but perhaps a quick field trip to do something fun would suffice in it’s place.”</em>Jean told him,<em>“I’ll discuss the details with Miss Smith over the phone. After all, it all depends on how much she will be able to help us with.”</em>She knew she might be overreaching, but it was worth a shot.