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Evelyn considered his questions and shifted in the snow where she was sitting. "It was more of a dream manifestation I think... When the kid woke up they went away. I didn't really get a lot of their power details. That was before I really even knew who the x-men were, just that they were there to stop the cookie monster from mowing me down with cookies..."

At the mention of a giant Santa Evelyn laughed, but she nervously pushed her hair from her face as she did. "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if that happened. I'm telling you, New York has some crazy stuff happening. While things can get intense in the moment, it's nice to be able to look back and laugh. I learn to just go with the flow. Thinking about it too much is just painful." Especially for her. The echoes already analyzed too much as it was.

Evelyn hadn't expected her memories to have such a strong effect on Noel, but the other woman was clearly agitated. The way she was standing, her posture, the way she spoke illuminated her anger like it was a flashing beacon. It didn't mean it made sense to Evelyn though. Noel really didn't know Evelyn. Why would she be so mad about the memory?

>>"I'll take the rest out of Saphirus' face."

Memories of Saphirus' bad attitude and judgement passed through Evelyn's mind and she quickly held up her hands. "Please don't tick him off more... He already thinks I'm selfish and I shouldn't be an x-men. If someone tells him I erased memories of that training session he'll probably think I'm too weak to be an x-men or something." Or the blame could roll back to Mirror. This was something she had to try for her own personal reasons. If she had to deal with the memories, she had to deal with the memories, but forever giving up on sleep because of the playbacks would always prevent her from reaching her true potential. She didn't want to be weak, but if there was something she could do about it, she had to try.

Noel seemed to calm down a bit, but Evelyn wondered if she'd really let it side. There was little she could do about it now though. And if this worked, she honestly wouldn't remember ever telling Noel any of this. That was both a good and a bad possibility. "I guess we could always just end it before the 'to the death' part of things started. At that point it was less me learning, more just... being crappy... If there was a missing point there I'd probably just think I got hit and rebooted a little or something and wouldn't poke around with it too much..." She said thoughtfully. She nodded as Noel gave the rest of the instructions, then fished for her phone again. Leaving a note to herself at this point would probably be best.

Today you met with a memory eraser named Noel to help get rid of a more painful training exercise memory. Test to see if memory-erasing can work with your powers. If don't remember meeting, likely successful. If brain is busted and someone else reading this, probably not. She was tempted to add some note like 'Don't let Noel anywhere near Saphirus...' but she figured anything too wordy could risk re-sparking the memory and taking away their changes of this working. Taking a deep breath, she put her phone away.

"Ok, i think I'm ready then..."

At least some of the hostility seemed to be fading, but Evelyn could hear the doubt and stubbornness in the kids voice. Well, he wasn't the first mutant she'd met that wasn't too keen on living at a place with free food, as odd as it sounded. Considering one of her friends was a sewer monster, she had heard better reasons though. Well, heard reasons. She wasn't really sure what this kid's reasons were for avoiding it.

"There's two places, actually. Xavier's school is more my style, but heck, even the Sanctuary takes in mutants. There a little over the top for me, but I've met a few decent people who live there." She shrugged. Allison wasn't so bad, although Mirror and her had their differences.

"The school itself is really safe, it's more the x-men that end up getting in messy situations... And that's sort of a personal choice to join, really. Heck, I got into enough sticky situations before I lived there though. Ever seen what happens when Sesame Street monsters attack central part?" She laughed slightly at the memory. In hindsight that whole fiasco was much more amusing. Plus, it had introduced her to Mirror, even if they hadn't dated right away.

Fishing for information ran the risk of jabbing nerves from time to time. This seemed to be one of those times. Evelyn glanced over, the echoes noting the irritation in his eyes, and she sighed and pushed her hair from her face. "I'm just saying what I see. Body language says a lot about someone... Body curled inward, shoulders hunched, hood over your face... There are differences between being cold and being defensive, and people catch onto that. You know how they say dogs can smell fear? Sometimes I think people can do the same."

She glanced at the ice skaters, and back around towards the path. There wasn't much traffic this direction, and no one was really paying attention to them. The sai she carried pressed against her back slightly, metal warm where it had been pressed against her shirt, sapping heat through it from her skin. At least if something went wrong she had them on hand, but if the echoes were right, there wasn't a need. He seemed young, maybe a little defensive, but not hostile.

The echoes noted the scales, the color of his skin. Her guess was aquatic, not reptilian though. She couldn't see any gills, but that didn't mean he didn't have any. The echoes caught sight of the webbing on his hands though once the sandwich was gone and the slightly sharp teeth when he spoke, making her more certain in her assumption.

Emotions washed across Noel's face, a mixture of confusion, disbelief, and maybe a trace of sympathy lurking in there somewhere. Ok, so getting smashed in the face with a crowbar wasn't the most usual memory for someone to have. The echoes noted the slight look for damage. Thankfully, the Danger Room didn't really damage her. Now, if only she could say the same for her brain.

While Noel wasn't judging about the crowbar to the face, Evelyn wasn't judging about the need for a kiss. Everyone's powers worked differently enough, she just pegged it as being part of the process. One kiss on the hand later, and the echoes noted the...odd behavior as Noel zoned out and put her hand to her face. Evelyn flinched slightly, piecing together the information in Noel's body language and what she said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you'd see all of them... I can pay you more, if you need to, really, I just didn't think you'd see the playbacks of it too. And yeah...it happens like that for everything. I relive my memories when I sleep, so you can kind of understand why it's important to make the worst ones go away..." She found herself staring at Noel for a moment, then looked away, embarrassed. "I'm sorry I just... Do you see it, like, as clear as I do, when you see my memories? No one really gets it...They hear perfect memory and it just sounds like a cool thing to use for detective work or something..." She watched Noel carefully. She was half afraid she'd scare the woman off before the memory could go away.

It was cold outside, but Evelyn couldn't bring herself to catch a ride home to the mansion yet. After half a day at work she was tired, but with no plans for the evening, the remaining daylight was tempting. During the colder months walks in the park were part magical, part frigid, but with the right jacket and boots she wasn't too bothered by the air. Her nose would regain it's warmth later, and her hands were content being shoved in her pockets. At least it wasn't snowing. It was easier to stay toasty when you weren't picking snowflakes out of your hair.

Few people seemed to really share her sense of adventure today, though. The park had the usual dog walkers and joggers, but the puffs of breath against the air deterred many from taking a casual stroll. The echoes lazily studied their surroundings, noting regulars, studying strangers. For awhile there was nothing really notable... At least, that was until they honed in on a figure in the distance.

He was seated on a snowbank, posture somewhat defensive, huddled over his food. As she drew closer it was evident he was enjoying the meal, but there was something else there. [Cold.] Well that wasn't news. [Guarded.] Again, nothing too interesting. He didn't seem particularly well dressed for the weather, and the hood over his head obscured his face. Each fact was noted, analyzed, pieced together. She was a few steps closer, now unintentionally focused on the figure. Young, guarded...eating hungrily, not too well dressed...

As she turned the corner she got a better glance at him and the echoes guesses were confirmed. Young mutant. She slowed and casually sat on the snowbank not too far away.

"I've never been in that deli, but I heard they make a good panini. Does it live up to the hype?" She said politely as she plopped down and stretched her legs out in front of her. She kept her gaze forward on the ice skaters, but the echoes were still studying him closely.