[After their initial meeting Adele had honestly stopped thinking of Gambit as a character, it was just easier for her that way. There was so much more to him besides that niggling detail. Not real, well. In his world the odds of her being real are fairly slim as well. It didn't change how she looks at him. An exasperating younger brother that causes just enough trouble to be endearing.
She lifts her bottle in turn.] To being stupidly optimistic. May we not fall on our faces for it.
[action, evening]
She lifts her bottle in turn.] To being stupidly optimistic. May we not fall on our faces for it.