[ Marcos smiles at him, a little sadly. It's fair to ask. He shared a piece of his story, so it's only right that he do the same. ]

We don't all look like mutants. The only thing we have in common is possessing an X-Gene that manifests in different ways. [ He debates for moment, then lifts a hand up. Light travels through his veins and his palm starts to glow. Nothing so bright that it would light up the forest, and he douses it in his fist soon after. ] To answer your question... yes. I used to use my powers for something I'm not proud of. I could say I didn't have a choice because I was out of options, but that's just an excuse.

[ It's hard not to think of Lorna taking down a plane and thinking there was no going back, but she proved him wrong. He takes a breath and shakes his head. He tries not to make things uncomfortable with specifics, even if his recovery comes off awkwardly. ]

At least you don't have to worry about getting lost in the dark. I make a pretty good flashlight.