[She changes the memory, for just a moment. Because, she's a shit and it's hilarious to her.
The mansion is surrounded by falling leaves. The air is warm, but there's a nip to the air. Jubilee looks down, jumping over a small rock in the driveway to the mansion. She stops, seeing the Professor standing in the lawn. The words aren't heard, but they definitely speak.
She holds up a pair of bright yellow and pink rollerblades. Then, she's holding his hand as they wobble down the driveway. She looks up at the Professor and he's laughing, his eyes sparkling in the cool air. The memory ends as they both fall, water splashing up around them.]
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The mansion is surrounded by falling leaves. The air is warm, but there's a nip to the air. Jubilee looks down, jumping over a small rock in the driveway to the mansion. She stops, seeing the Professor standing in the lawn. The words aren't heard, but they definitely speak.
She holds up a pair of bright yellow and pink rollerblades. Then, she's holding his hand as they wobble down the driveway. She looks up at the Professor and he's laughing, his eyes sparkling in the cool air. The memory ends as they both fall, water splashing up around them.]
We are. All of us.