3rd Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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Tanned and rested from a vacation--where no evil mutants or natural disasters struck--Jean was going to settle in for whatever she could find on TV tonight.

It ended up being something about kids living and loving in New Jersey.

Something was terribly, terribly wrong here.

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Jean hooks an arm around his, nodding seriously. "Of course!"

[furnaceface]

This would be where Jono had to give her one of those looks that suggested that he was well and truly paranoid, now.

He'd mastered this look after but a precious few weeks living around Jubilee.

//... Why? Where do yer intend to start workin' on it?//

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"Did I mention any plans?" Jean asked, trying for innocent.

[furnaceface]

//Yer said we'd have to work on it,// Jono replied, meaningfully. //That seems close enough to planning fer me, gel.//

Paranoid, paranoid boy.

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"You're thinking too much into it," Jean assured him. While plotting.

Evilly.

[furnaceface]

//Yes, I hear I'm prone to that,// Jono sighed, letting the subject drop.

This didn't mean that the paranoia was going anywhere, of course, and he was going to continue giving Jean that look.

The 'I don't believe you' look.