Xavier may have taken her off the streets, given her a home, training, and a life among her own kind, but it was Jean who gave her a friend. Ororo had trusted him and loved Jean. To learn, after all this time, how terribly he had abused Jean's trust and that Jean had killed him—killed him—she had lost them both at once.

Ororo gathered mist into their remembered faces.

Xavier was so good, and if he could make such terrible mistakes, what about her, former goddess, street thief, Morlock?

"'Ro?" She hadn't heard Logan enter.

"I'm so confused."