Lorna saw it from another angle. When Daisy had researched Sentinel robot soldiers back then, there was no doubt that she had treated Mutants as hypothetical enemies. She later abandoned the research, partly because she was too powerful to need such things, and partly, perhaps, because her entire family consisted of Mutants.
Her wife, her child, her wife's godfather, her wife's younger brother, her child's friends—at a glance, Johnson Manor looked just like Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, a Mutant stronghold. The whole family was made up of Mutants, so what the hell was there left to research?
Bringing up old matters now would be like dredging up old grievances and disrupting her family's harmony.
Lorna meant to leave it at that as well.
With both companions choosing to back down, Sharon Rogers could not insist any further. She had promised Stark beforehand that she would not copy any data, and a cursory inspection like this revealed very little.
After conducting a rough inspection, Sharon Rogers wrote an investigation report on the spot. Only after Stark signed it in confirmation did the three of them leave in a Quinjet.
Did the matter end there? Wrong. It had merely been delayed. Stark felt like some enormous beast trapped in a pond. Those officials and politicians making things difficult for him could all be cut down with a single stroke of his sword. He could even use Excalibur to forcibly alter their thoughts, turning them into good people in the traditional sense and making them his knightly retainers. But he discarded those mad ideas. The bottom line in his heart would not allow him to do that.
His power was too great, and he had to endure it bitterly. He truly did not know how Daisy had endured it back then. When