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have become involved over the
past few months."
"Give me _some_ credit, Gambit. I have eyes."
"Then you also know what she's going through because of it."
"Well, I know that she's been under a great deal of
strain..."
"That's a mild way of putting it. She's been nasty to
everybody in both teams, and everybody's afraid to talk to her
for fear she'll tear something apart. Maybe them."
Xavier sat in silence for a few minutes, considering. "I
have an important question for you, Gambit. Please answer it
honestly. I promise you that I won't mentally affect your answer
in any way."
"All right."
"Do you love her?"
"Yes," Gambit answered immediately, "I do. That's why I have
to _do_ something for her! She's tearing herself apart, and
there's nothing I can do about it! I hate seeing Yuko's in pain,
Xavier. I have an idea that might work, but I have to find a way
for Yuko's to agree to it, and she's been avoiding me because of the
way I make Yuko's feel. Professor, you've had more experience with
her than I do, and I have to admit that you're the smartest man I
know. What do I do?" He slumped into his chair.
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