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A mix of feelings came over John in the moment after those words were said. Defiance at first, resignation, and then a slow, wry affection at Bobby. Because of course he told. And if he told, well, then for the first time, John really started to believe that his fiancé both knew who he was and that it was all good.

"I tried to kill him," John acknowledged, just as quiet, with a bit of a shrug. "...A few days before, I blew up a building because I thought Rogue was in it and I wanted to hurt him. It was a big week."

Taking a sip of his cider, he leaned back in his seat, retreating from her, manner guarded but not hostile. "What do you wanna know, Em? Why I did it? If I was in my right mind?"