"I'm not sure my parents are the...best people to focus on." Bobby's dad was something of a...conservative man who overly valued the sort of outdated masculine values that made him seem as though he wasn't at all progressive. His mother had mostly only ever been his father's yes-woman. It had been pitiful and terrible and Xavier coming to take Bobby away had been one of the greatest things ever.

He was finally allowed to dream again.

"But then my friends. Scott, Jean, Hank. Warren. Maybe not so much Professor Pryde because she wasn't a big fan of future me." No big surprise, considering the secrets future-Bobby had been keeping. "Maybe eventually my teammates here, once we build more of a rapport."