You're only proving me right. I don't deserve to die, and yet?

[Longshot looks down at the knife protruding from him ironically. His lips are bloody, his teeth stained red, and he laughs. All these Bro'hood Bros seem to greet death with a laugh, sucking the collecting blood from his mouth and spitting once again at Julian. Maybe some of the blood ever catches his cheek.]

You betray your kind today, X-man. Will they teach you to live with that, when you go back to your school?

[He coughs again, still laughing, and collapses at Julian's feet, blood staining the snow, Julian's boots. He sags, sinks into the snow, collapsing onto his back, eyes glassys, his last shuddering breaths spent saying this:]

I would rather die a mutant that live life as a flatscan.