Graham, eager to meet one of the heroes he idolized as a kid, knocked on the headmistress' office door. For once he couldn't claim it was his animal causing him to be nervous.
"I... well, umm... mainly wanted to meet an Avenger," he admitted sheepishly, "I used to follow your team's exploits before... well, before my dad cut off our TV and internet."
"Nothing I can think of at the moment in either case. The Danger Room is proving amazingly useful in giving my animal side what it needs. My hunter side too," he said, ending with a small grin.
"The only real point here is that until recently you didn't know what you were. It stands to reason that a great many other things you thought far-fetched are real too."
"Actually... I wasn't entirely honest with X-Corp. My mutation surfaced well before I got shot. About three years ago. I... didn't want get dad in trouble for not complying with the MRA."