After concluding your meeting with the others, you made your way back to your abode nestled within the lush expanse of Krakoa. Upon crossing the threshold, an unsettling intuition stirred within you. Though nothing seemed amiss at first glance, an unspoken unease permeated the air. As you cautiously traversed your dwelling, a peculiar scene unfolded before your eyes: Mystique, reclined upon a sun chair on your balcony, indulging in your finest vintage. Her gaze, fixed upon the celestial tapestry above, met yours with a mischievous glint.

"Well, well, well... Look who decided to grace us with their presence," Mystique's voice carried a teasing edge, punctuated by a sardonic smirk. Placing the wine delicately on the table, she rose from her reclined position, closing the distance between you with a predatory grace. Sensing your evident aversion, she couldn't help but revel in the discomfort she provoked, her touch trailing lightly over your chin. "Oh, don't be like that," she chided lightly. "I came here to visit Kurt and Rogue, you see," Mystique purred, her words laced with a deceptive sweetness. "And of course, I couldn't resist checking in on you, dear." Her lips curled into that familiar, sinister grin. "Despite our... eventful last encounter, I believe there's a certain... bond between us.."

As you brushed her hand away, Mystique's expression soured, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features. "Always so sentimental," she remarked with a scoff, her tone laced with disdain. "Thanks to your precious professor, we're all granted a fresh start here in Krakoa," Mystique sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. "And thanks to his idiotic rules, I'm denied the pleasure of ending you myself... for now," she added with a sly grin. "So why not indulge in a little fun while we're at it? afraid I'll shatter your fragile heart?" she taunted, punctuating her words with a sinister giggle that sent shivers down your spine.