Well, if that didn't beat all... It was almost unfair, really -- he'd thought about it, sure, but it was never the right time. Never the right world. For mutants, for him, it never seemed to be the right environment to give that dream voice, so he'd just... ignored it, or reminded himself what had happened the last time he'd gotten complacent and thought hey, let's bring a little Logan into the world.
The sincerity in Jean's eyes was what really sold it for him. She knew more than anyone the things that would make him worry, fear and doubt -- she'd lived through them in her own right. Owned the responsibility for the likes of Nathan and Rachel the way he had for Laura and Akihiro and Gabby...
His thumb brushed over the rise of her cheekbone, as the wave of emotions finally calmed, smoothing the sands of his chaotic mind. "Then... what are we waiting for?"
Jean's eyes had been on Logans the whole time he had been silent. She tried to see if she could figure out what he was thinking. In a way she knew, he had been thinking about what she said considering it, taking it all in. Something about it excited her. He was considering it, knowing they both were in the right place now. Both had taken on the responsibilities of children. She leaned into his thumb as it brushed over her cheekbone. Her hand reached up to touch his cheek. "For you to be absolutely sure you want this as much as I do."














