Watching Paige shed her skin confirmed it for David. This was Paige "Husk" Guthrie, though not the same one who taught at the Jean Grey School, and obviously a remnant from the first reality he'd ever created. David disconnects himself from Clnk, causing the radar dish on his head to disappear.
"I've always wondered, does it itch when ya do that wee sheddin' trick?"
David can feel the weight behind her question. She thinks he's...connected, under orders from god-knows-who, to fool her into thinking that she was truly free. He shrugs.
"Sometimes, but I'm not a subscriber. More like I'm stealin' wi-fi ta fight The Man. Tryin' ta undo the damage that's been done."
Though he's not going to directly admit responsibility, he's taking it just the same. Trying to do some good, to make up for a lifetime of mistakes.
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"I've always wondered, does it itch when ya do that wee sheddin' trick?"
David can feel the weight behind her question. She thinks he's...connected, under orders from god-knows-who, to fool her into thinking that she was truly free. He shrugs.
"Sometimes, but I'm not a subscriber. More like I'm stealin' wi-fi ta fight The Man. Tryin' ta undo the damage that's been done."
Though he's not going to directly admit responsibility, he's taking it just the same. Trying to do some good, to make up for a lifetime of mistakes.