Elizabeth’s violet coloured gaze shifted over to Alison’s and she couldn’t help but smile again. There had always been something about the blonde, a certain je ne sais quoi. Her smile was contagious, although Betsy related that to her charismatic spirit, something they both had in common had one point.
“Why don’t you try? You’d be amazed at what I believe these days.”
Alison smirked lightly, it wasn’t like this was the run of the mill friendship that they had. It was far more robust and unexpectedly peculiar, came with the job–or the powers, whichever one suited the person in question. 
"Let’s try and do this quickly. Ten evil Xaviers, tiny kurt, gay logan and jumping across the multiverse to save the multiverse, a black scott, and me but survived a zombie apocalypse– That make any sense?“ She decided not to venture into some of the not so serene points of the adventure, it wasn’t something one would bring up on a relatively nice day.
