"Almost," Emma said, her tone becoming a little less amused and sultry. Instead she sounded annoyed. "You can't be a teacher here. Not a real one. There aren't any schools. I've had to give my future here a bit of thought. I wasn't here long enough to decide what I needed to do."

She hoped to run into mutants who needed training. Perhaps Adam would be one of them. That hope was the main reason she hadn't read his mind yet.