[He blinked, moving back to his chair and slowly lowering himself into it. Out of time. Out of reality. Chosen against his will and stuck here until they deem him worthy to go home.] Kidnappers that put a roof over your head, how keen.

[His eyes narrowed and he glared up at Erik.] Stop that. Hank is a good person, even if you don't like him. At least he stayed with me after... [His voice trailed off.]

Heard about? What do you mean? When are you from? [Anything to get him not talking about his powers.]