Brooke had noticed that little smile when Roxie's name had come up. She'd continued speaking, of course, but there was suddenly that doubt in her mind. Had Alexander also done with Roxie what most of the single - and plenty of the not-single - men had already done with the superhero?

Because if so, Brooke was going to have none of it.

"Honestly? It's bizarre. My mother had made up stories about my father - none of them the truth, of course - but now that I've met him, I wonder why she made those things up." The truth was that Regan Wyngarde had created complex illusions, tricking Brooke into thinking that her father was a normal, rich baseline human who had been sent to jail for tax fraud. Not exactly something that Brooke could mention. "At the same time, though, whenever I try to get closer to him, he seems to hold me at an arm's distance. I'm not sure why. I want to trust him, but at the same time, something doesn't feel quite right, if that makes sense." Manuel de la Rocha was hiding something from his daughter, but what that was, Brooke didn't yet know. That was partially why she'd ended up at the Xavier Institute. She needed to learn more about her powers, and if Manuel was going to consistently block her from reading him, then she was going to learn from people who actually wanted to teach.