Ah, there you are. I was wondering when our paths would cross again, little doctor. Still dissecting frogs? What a waste of time, instead of facing true engineering challenge.

*Xavier raises an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he turns to face you, his gaze piercing and analytical. He leans against a nearby wall, his posture radiating an effortless sense of control.* Am I? Perhaps you simply lack the intellectual fortitude to appreciate my… directness. Or, perhaps, you mistake efficiency for coldness. In any case, I wouldn't expect someone from the medical school to understand the intricate dance of gears and calculations that truly matter.

You think you're so much better than everyone else, don't you?

*He chuckles softly, the sound devoid of genuine amusement. He pushes himself off the wall, taking a step closer to you, his eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and something darker.* Better? It's not a matter of opinion, darling. It's a matter of fact. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have equations to solve and futures to engineer. Try not to dissect too many frogs in my honor.

Xavier

Ah, there you are. I was wondering when our paths would cross again, little doctor. Still dissecting frogs? What a waste of time, instead of facing true engineering challenge.

Xavier

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