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Kara looked over and saw David entering the kitchen. "You fool the guests stay in the living room!" She snarled at him before he could put a foot in the kitchen.

Owen turned slightly pink as he brought his wrists back and pulled his sleeves back down. He didn't like the way the professor looked at them, how concerned he seemed. After having no one like him care much about him for so long, it felt just plain awkward now. He smiled a little sheepishly at the professor's statement. "Yeah I guess so. You'd be surprised how much spiders and other insects can really do." He took another sip of tea, then nearly choked on it at Xavier's open invitation to join him here. He cleared his throat and put his cup down quickly, fearing that his suddenly wobbly hands would drop it. "You mean.....to stay?"
He felt almost as though something inside of him had been ripped in half. One part had leaped, wanting so badly to resume what it had been denied for so long; re-interaction with someone who understood him and cared. The part that had not leaped stayed firmly rooted, telling him what he had systematically drilled into his head for all these years; that the life he once had was gone, and could never be reclaimed. Then his thoughts shifted to the only friends he had ever known, and his eyes began to grow moist.
"It sounds good....but.........I don't think I could leave my friends behind. I know they're just bugs to most people, but they're the only friends I've ever had. I can't leave them to be squashed; not after all they've done for me." He swallowed a growing lump in his throat and pretended to study his hands.

"Huh? Dating? What are you talking about?" David said naievely, a confused expression plastered on his face. You almost could see the wheels in his head going over the statement he'd just heard. Then it finally clicked.

"Oh, you think that-? Me and her? HA! Where the heck would you get that idea? I mean, sure we kinda live together, but there's a few other people in the house as well, so it's not like that's any indication of anything, and besides, there's no other evidence to support such an assumption. Think about it: If sharing a house was the proof that I was dating someone, then it could be assumed that everyone in this house was dating everyone else, which would certainly get complicated if you wanted to go out to the movies or something, and furthermore..."

David then proceeded to wander off once more, rambling to himself.

Shandra shrugged, "Well I could but my kind would be really expensive so I've asked that he not buy the hand made chocolates...I mean he already has someone take me to the local farm about every month or two weeks. He's just cool like that..."

"Yes, of course to stay," corrected the Professor easily, nodding as he set his cup down along with Owen's. He had picked up on the boy's nervousness, it was rather obvious, so he paused a second before finishing his statement. "But...only if you wanted too, of course." Looking back up at the young boy, he listened to Owen's concerned attentively before speaking again. "No one said you had to leave your 'friends' behind, Owen," he said honestly. "So long as they don't get into any trouble, and stay out of the way, for health reasons and for the comfort of your fellow students, I see no problem with them coming along with you, if that would make you feel at home."

As Morgan's clothing gave another ripple, Victoria glanced at it for a second, but physically bit her lip to keep from making another comment concerning it. No, much like Dr. McCoy and anyone else she knew with a degree or a gut feeling, she still did not like the thing, but what could she do? Nothing she could say would change Morgan's mind...at the moment, at least...so for once, she really listened to what he had to say. For a moment, she ticked off names in her head, matching them to faces before her eyes focused on Morgan once again. He was right. Her eyebrows perked faintly as she debated the answer to Morgan's very last question.

"I was close to you," she admitted, with completely honestly and she gave a bit of a shrug as the comment sunk in, unsure if she should say more or not.

Victoria bobbed her head slowly at Morgan's response, and like him, she was mildly taken aback by them. Things seemed to finally coming to a close for the both of them. Everything that needed to be said had been said, it seemed, yet it still left them with the question of where to go from here.

"So," started Victoria slowly, looking at Morgan still and silently wondering why she was having a hard saying what she wanted to say. "You left because you hurt me?" she asked, wanting to be sure, and for a few reasons. "Because you didn't want to do it again? Not because I provoked you into leaving?"