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It’s easy to forget home here, surrounded by lush beauty as they are, completely ensconced away from the world at large. They get visitors, yes. Shanna and Ka-Zar make occasional visits to tease and touch base, but for the most part, they are miles away from everyone else. They can’t see the constant barrage of news decrying the existence of her people. She doesn’t have the constant reminders of all the ways she failed her students again and again. Fewer haunted faces to stare into, even fewer tortured minds to choose to ignore.
No, here she and Scott can just be . Or, more precise, attempt to be. They hunt and play, bask in the warmth and existence of paradise. They twist one another in the sheets, find new and increasingly interesting ways to make one another cry without the worry of someone – a student, a colleague– careening into their sacred space demanding something. Even the ghost of Jean Grey has dimmed here. What a priceless decadence this trip has been.
A non-small part of Emma wishes that this could be their reality. How lovely it would be to laze around in paradise without the near-constant threat of extinction hanging over their heads; but that is a luxury that even she can’t afford. Even if she could, Scott would never have it and she would never have a Scott that would.
The complexities to loving Scott Summers are vast, but thing is for sure: she is absolutely drawn to his passion for his people. There are no X-Men without him. He is not someone to be satisfied by an idle life. He craves family and peace, but will keep fighting for that option for everyone. He can’t hide away forever when the fate of mutantkind is at stake.
And neither can Emma. Even if the world were right and less disgusting, even if they weren’t hunted and feared, her calling isn’t a forever vacation. She has passions of her own, dreams of building a home for children — hers and others — to thrive and play and learn. Besides, this life would be ceding control. Who would want that forever?
But until then, until they must return to the world that hates them so, Emma will be content to enjoy this moments — rarer and more precious than the finest — with the man she loves.