The next day.
Hawk came out of his room and walked to the stairwell, where Lorna was already awake and had even prepared breakfast.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Hawk placed his backpack on the sofa and walked to the dining room, looking at the plates already set on the table, and chuckled, "What time did you get up to grill steak?"
As Hawk spoke, he looked through the French doors at the grill in the yard.
It was in plain sight.
The grill was open.
Good heavens.
She probably got up at five o'clock to grill steak.
Hawk was silent for a moment, then looked at Lorna, who had untied her apron and sat opposite him, "If you could put your passion for food into your studies, I wouldn't have to figure out where to get recommendation letters for you."
Although Hawk's academic performance wasn't great either.
But…
Hawk could still guarantee that he would successfully become a medical student.
But Lorna?
If Lorna could graduate successfully next June, it would already be cause for celebration.
Damn it.
Lorna's academic performance was very good before puberty, so why did it decline at a visible rate once puberty hit?
Gwen didn't seem to be like that.
Hawk was very puzzled by this, but regardless of his puzzlement, as the only sibling, Hawk began to think about how to find several weighty recommendation letters after school started in September, so that Lorna could successfully get into college.
When grades are not enough to get into college, recommendation letters are quite important. A very weighty recommendation letter can even allow you to enter an Ivy League university without needing to take an exam.
This is an overt and blatant rule of cheating.
Lorna picked up her knife and fork and cut into the steak, which had just come out of the oven and was still sizzling with oil, "I'm not interested. If you want to go to medical school, go yourself."
Hawk frowned, "Then which university do you want to go to? Don't tell me it's the Juilliard School."
"Of course not."
"That's good."
"I want to go to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."
"…"
Hawk looked up at Lorna, whose face was filled with curiosity and longing, and rolled his eyes, "I told you, there's no such Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I just made it up to amuse you when you were little."
"Really?"
Lorna paused slightly, then shook her head, "I don't believe it. It must exist. Look at me, aren't I a Mutant?"
As she spoke.
Under Hawk's gaze, Lorna once again turned her golden hair green.
That vibrant green!
Hawk's eyelids twitched, and he felt a burst of speechlessness.
If he were given another chance, he would absolutely not have told Lorna the stories of Mutants he knew as bedtime stories when she was little.
It was too reckless.
Hawk sighed.
"No, there are no Mutants here. Stop dreaming."
"But my name is Lorna Dane, and my hair also turns green."
"Can you control magnetic fields, create force fields, and fly?"
"...No."
Lorna touched her green long hair and shook her head, "I can only change my hair color."
Hawk breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and spread his hands, "Then that's it. Besides, even if you could, you should study even more, especially physics."
Lorna blinked, "Why?"
Hawk put down his knife and fork and looked seriously at Lorna, "Alright, what do you think? In the Mutant stories I told you, why was Magneto no match for Professor X?"
Lorna blinked, "Because Professor X is rich, and he's also a Mutant traitor, a typical do-gooder. That's what you said."
Hawk opened his mouth, was silent for a moment, and then shook his head, "No, that's not the main reason. The most important reason is that Professor X has several Dr. degrees and is very well-read."
"What?"
"What is Magneto's ability?"
"Like me, controlling magnetic fields, you said so."
"That's Lorna Dane in the story; you just happen to have the same name."
Hawk corrected his sister, who had been fantasizing about being a Mutant ever since her hair turned green last year, when she was sixteen. Then he shook his head, "But you're right, Magneto's ability is indeed to control magnetic fields. But look, what did Magneto turn his ability into? He could have made the Earth's magnetic field shift and explode with his bare hands, but what happened? He just turned himself from Magneto into a master of metal. Why do you think that is?"
Lorna thought seriously, "Because…"
Hawk said directly, "He didn't study, right? I ask you, if Magneto were a Dr. of Physics, with a Dr. of Physics's mastery of magnetic fields, would he still lose to Professor X, who can only eavesdrop on other people's thoughts?"
Lorna shook her head.
Finally.
Seeing this, Hawk spread his hands, looked at Lorna, and gave his final conclusion, "So, you need to study, Lorna. That way, even if you really are Polaris Lorna Dane from the story, do you still think that someone who has studied, especially someone who has specialized in magnetism and force fields, would be chased around the World by Sentinels and get captured, like Lorna Dane in the story?"
Lorna raised her eyebrows, "No way! Who dares to provoke me? Motherfucker, I'll just blow up the Earth!"
"…"
"Yes, just blow up the Earth. Whoever dares to provoke me, I'll blow up the Earth."
"…"
"Stupid humans, dare to provoke us Mutants? This old lady will just blow up the Earth. It's no big deal if we both go down."
"…"
Hawk looked at Lorna Dane, who was getting more and more excited, and suddenly felt a strange sense of relief.
Fortunately.
This Lorna Dane in front of him was not the Lorna Dane from the Mutant stories.
However…
When Lorna had her birthday last year, her hair suddenly turning emerald green still gave Hawk a fright at the time.
After all, if he remembered correctly, if his Lorna Dane was the Mutant Polaris Lorna Dane, it seemed that Lorna Dane was not an orphan.
Thankfully…
In the past sixteen years, Hawk had not heard any news about Mutants.
Of course.
Hawk had also thought that it might be because his level was too low. After all, from a God's-eye view, it seemed that Mutants were everywhere, but in reality, Mutants were very rare and very hidden, so that was a possibility.
And there was also S.H.I.E.L.D. here, acting as an even more competent firewall for ordinary citizens than Kaspersky.
So, Hawk had also been discreetly inquiring from various corners for the past two years, to see if anyone knew or recognized the Mutant group.
But…
He found nothing.
No Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, no Magneto, no Professor X, not a single hair.
Therefore.
In that case, there was only one conclusion left.
His Lorna was not a Mutant.
Uh…
She should be!