The words Genoshan collar make his arms tighten reflexively around her. Just a little.
There's a silence before he says, slowly, "I want to meet our child. Yours and mine. For so many reasons."
They might be the only fertile mutants left, at the moment. And Mikhail, trapped forever in the Dead Zone of his own accord, will be Rasputin's vessel for eternity if Piotr dies childless.
Those aren't the only reasons -- aren't even the main reason, exactly -- and maybe they're not even good reasons to have a child. But they're part of this whole complicated muddle.
"But I don't know... I don't know, Katya. If now is the time. Can you afford to set aside your powers now? I look at our world, at what could happen, and I ask myself if we dare bring a child into our lives. We have so many enemies. But we always have. I think sometimes we always will."
Their world might be worse now than ever before.
He bows his head over hers, not quite touching. "Not the collar," he adds, softer. "I know that, my Katya. Not if there is any other way. And there must be."
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Date: 2007-11-14 01:55 am (UTC)There's a silence before he says, slowly, "I want to meet our child. Yours and mine. For so many reasons."
They might be the only fertile mutants left, at the moment. And Mikhail, trapped forever in the Dead Zone of his own accord, will be Rasputin's vessel for eternity if Piotr dies childless.
Those aren't the only reasons -- aren't even the main reason, exactly -- and maybe they're not even good reasons to have a child. But they're part of this whole complicated muddle.
"But I don't know... I don't know, Katya. If now is the time. Can you afford to set aside your powers now? I look at our world, at what could happen, and I ask myself if we dare bring a child into our lives. We have so many enemies. But we always have. I think sometimes we always will."
Their world might be worse now than ever before.
He bows his head over hers, not quite touching. "Not the collar," he adds, softer. "I know that, my Katya. Not if there is any other way. And there must be."