[The wolf sniffs his shoes then wanders toward the kitchen. Jubilee sighs.]
... I don't need assistance. I need protection. Without my powers, I'm vulnerable. I can protect myself, and the wolves help. HECKLE GET OFF THE TABLE!
[There's a thump in the kitchen. Jubilee nudges the other one.]
Go on, go get dinner, Jeckle. Go.
I can do some things, but let me tell you, nothing makes a mutant paranoid like not having access to their powers.
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... I don't need assistance. I need protection. Without my powers, I'm vulnerable. I can protect myself, and the wolves help. HECKLE GET OFF THE TABLE!
[There's a thump in the kitchen. Jubilee nudges the other one.]
Go on, go get dinner, Jeckle. Go.
I can do some things, but let me tell you, nothing makes a mutant paranoid like not having access to their powers.