Xaviers!

"No, that's not what I meant. I hear you, loud and clear.

Just...I resent what the tests Ashley ran said about me. I get what you were saying now, about people trying to insist you're something you're not."

"Nothing has to change, you know?"

"No matter what her tests say, you're the one who gets to choose who you are."

"It's kind of your one constant, aye?"

"Yeah. You too, you know? No matter what my brain says."

"Still, do you think I should... talk to the headmistress for you?"

"I mean, you're more than welcome to, but I'm not sure to what end...?"

"Maybe she'd stop treating you like a science experiment if she knew what Miriam and I found."

"Oh! Well, then, yeah, that's worth talking about. As long as YOU'RE comfortable talking about how your name's apparently on it," Will teased.

"It's not like it can make things worse, aye?"

"Oh, you don't want to start throwing THAT around," Will laughed. "The lighthouse will collapse or something, or flying monkeys will attack."

"I'm not sure how talking to the headmistress could cause either of those, so I'd get off scott free on the blame."

"Chaos theory," Will laughed.

"...thanks, by the way. I needed to laugh."

"We all do, sometimes."

"I'll...

...keep getting that camping trip together. Your girlfriend is fairly hard to corner."

"She's surprisingly stealthy for someone that tall."

"It'll all be good. One day," he smiled.