"I know," Jack said, a bit sing-song as he reminded himself to keep his temper under control. He couldn't actually jump through the phone line and shake her.

"I disagree, but I respect your right to feel that way -- and all of that therapy talk. You know, I suggested you leave your world, both because of your family and because of the way it treats mutants. When you didn't want to I said almost nothing else, as it's not my choice to make. You owe me that much basic fucking respect, whether you think you do or not."