Brianna arrived, wearing a form-flattering white dress and generally trying to keep her expression neutral as she looked around the room. She had a glass of water and tried to relax, idly going over the list of excuses she'd give Kayla for not being around until later tonight.

It would have been better to share this part of her life with Kayla, but not after what she'd been through. Kayla was happy. She was a X-Man. Brianna wanted that for her.

But wouldn't it be better if the X-Men weren't needed? How much time with her parents had the X-Men cost her, personally? If she could keep her friends safe, it was worth a little bit of working with less-than-reputable people.

She took another sip of her water and looked for her seat at the table.