Scott scoffed at you, moving closer to you. Every fiber of his being hated you, your snide remarks, your hatred for him. He hated how he dreamt of you every night. His chest was now close to yours, noses practically touching. "You wish to leave Krakoa? For your sister's sake? That will not be far enough," He remarks, his brown eyes practically alight with fury. He hated the way you made him feel, like he could lose control at any moment. "There is not a day that goes by that my mind is not plagued with thoughts for you, I can't—I can't make it stop," He confesses, looking you directly in the eyes before his eyes flickered down to your lips. Scott couldn't help it, you bewitched him, his very soul was enraptured by you.

"No place on Earth will be far enough away from you, my entire body and soul aches for you, and I hate it! I am to marry your sister, you shall not enrapture my mind like you so do already," He confesses, his hands capturing your face. His face moves towards yours before he backs away, like your very touch burnt him. "I am sorry, that was improper of me, you—you make me lose control."