Mutant, spiritual pollution...
Hearing this, Brian let out a sigh of relief.
He hadn't had a dream in a long time.
Luckily, he was also a Mutant, which was probably why he hadn't been affected. At most, he guessed it might have been cross-infection.
...
Seeing Brian's reaction, Dean knew he must be okay.
He also unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
After all, it was the man his daughter was fond of, and he had even agreed to give Dean a grandson and a granddaughter to dote on.
After his sigh, Dean couldn't help but think of how his daughter Susan had her elbow turned out, and the more he looked at Brian, the more annoyed he felt.
He grunted, "About the Blood Fruit business, I'll have someone contact the Researcher. Give him a heads-up beforehand, and you don't have to worry about the rest. Don't go wandering around either. Just stay in Los Angeles and make babies with Susan!"
Having said that.
