Five considers her in silence, and takes in exactly what she means. Back in his youth, the Umbrella Academy was a novelty. They weren't magic, but their powers weren't common, and that made them virtual celebrities. It's hard for him to imagine what it would be like to have grown up as the only one in his family with gifts, and presumably sent to some school of wizards.

Though he did see prejudice around magic, back in Taravast. Looking like he does, it was hard to distinguish that from normal condescension he experiences because of how he looks, but they were fairly explicit in their announcements. Her long history with it makes sense with some of her actions. Why she's so eager to help him with his curse.

He doesn't say that she's only scratched the surface of the worst that's out there. Although in her defense, she is talking to one of them.

It'd been worth it; what he became. He wouldn't change what he had to do to get back to his family. A part of him wishes he could return to being the person he was, that his siblings remember, for their sake. But time travel can only do so much.

He clears his throat, unaware of how long he'd been lost in his own thoughts. His gaze gets less distant and he lifts his head.

"I suppose nothing is impossible." He's being unusually kind to not immediately shut down her youthful determination. It's not often people confide in him, so she deserves some reward for her honesty. "You'd be amazed what one person can change."