“Does it bother you that much?” Storm asks, sitting on the mattress. “We’ve shared a bed before.”

Before the two of you had broken up, anyway. You haven’t spoken in weeks, despite her best attempts at being civil with you. She misses you so much it hurts, but if you don’t want to be with her, she won’t push the subject. Storm wants you to be happy.

“I can call to see if there’s another room,” she offers. Xavier had sent the two of you on this mission. Better to get it over with.