"You've always been with the team. Maybe not physically, but there hasn't been a moment that me or Robbie have thought of you as not being one of us."

Which wasn't exactly the same, Vance knew all too well. But that didn't mean it wasn't important, to both Rich and himself.

Vance sat back on the edge of the bed, watching Rich for a moment. "So. You know. Whenever we get back home and you manage to find your way back through that door that the X-Men keep leaving open? You're always welcome."