[Someone David wasn’t grieving over. Listen, his morals weren’t so pure as they once were.]

So don’t. On Krakoa, we won’t tolerate that long. There are rafts we could put you on, set you out to sea, to slowly drift past the safety net of the Gate. It’s not a nice fate.

[Not that they’d ever done it. But the threat was one he wished to offer anyway. He was responsible for his people.]