Age Of Magneto

Welcome To Genosha

The news from the world leaders wasn't exactly encouraging. Yes, there were several nations that were strongly considering attacking Genosha, but for now at least, even Charles couldn't find any proof that they were going to actually move forward, and there was nothing in place ready to go.

Not that it helped the adults relax much. The fact that the Avengers were concerned over Tony and whatever mess he'd managed to get himself tangled up in wasn't very helpful either. And it didn't look like the Avengers realized that even the barely legal adults of the X-Men could see that they were distracted by it.

It wasn't until Tony had come in late to coffee - having been up half the night tinkering - that Jean found herself halfway watching him and wanting to take a peek in his head. Not ... at everything, but just ... to see where his head was at. Was he working on his company? Gadgets for the Avengers? Upgrades to their comms? Or was he honestly overly wrapped up in this mystery woman? She glanced around the room and when she realized it was just the two of them, she really couldn't help herself but to reach out and very gently brush his mind.

Jean thought she was prepared for what she might find there ... and though she had braced herself for a vivid showing of what might have transpired with the mystery woman, there were only flashes of her. And though it was flashes, she knew it was the right one even if it wasn't a complete image. But based on the waves of emotions surrounding her it was pretty clear that Janet was right - He was definitely interested in more than a fling with her.

Jean couldn't help but smile, especially when she realized he was purposely not focusing on his lady friend around her. Sure, he couldn't help but think about her, but he kept his focus on one or two details in regards to her, and frustratingly, it wasn't a complete image of her face - or anything else. The curve of her neck ... the way she kissed ... the way her eyes danced with trouble ... and a whole lot of instances that focused on her legs ...

But even with as tempting of a draw as that was to him, amazingly, he wasn't focused on just her. Instead, the romance was intermixed with weaponry, explosions - chemical formulas and equations zipping past as Tony read the paper under his coffee mug and answered a message on his phone while simultaneously working out at least half a dozen different issues with various projects in his head. All of that in addition to everything surrounding this woman that was so clearly on his mind.

It was overload. And it was strong - but ... Jean couldn't even say he was unfocused since it was clear enough to her that he was instead simply focused on everything at once. He wasn't bouncing between subjects, he was solving all of them at the same time. The man's mind was impressive. And overwhelming for her. Which also made picking his secret lover's identity from him a daunting task.

Jean pulled back quietly, though she didn't quite control the expression on her face as she tried to figure out how to handle all of that amazing multitasking. There was no other way to put it. In fact, it had her wondering if it was just ... Tony, or if he had some low level mutant ability that was superpowered by his natural genius.

But she really didn't have a way to bring it up to find out. She wasn't sure what to do, but thankfully, her train of thought was interrupted when Scott came in and stole a little kiss. He'd been incredibly busy with Steve working out evacuation plans - talking to a few sovereign nations that had already offered assistance when Steve had asked. But of course, none of them were willing to make a pre-emptive move. Only after the fact. Which wasn't much to ease any of their minds, but ... it was something.

The kitchen was silent for several minutes before Rhodey broke the quiet and the ice in one fell swoop. "So, who's the girl, Tony?"

Tony looked taken off guard for just a moment. "Who told you?"