[ It's a little like waking from a nightmare, for him, the kind that feels so real and all-consuming that you spend those first few moments of consciousness in unbroken panic, unaware that you've even woken. Except when Pietro comes back to himself, there is no wash of relief, no grateful realization that none of it was real — because it was. He's in Zero. His fists feel like meat because he hurt people. (Wanda is alive.)
It's good that Charles comes quickly. Solitary confinement is hard enough on someone whose concept of time is so elongated, and after how things went the last time Pietro was down here, it does nothing positive for his emotional state now. He comes to the front of the cell when he hears Charles, instinctively moving toward the door. ]
Charles. [ Not 'Xavier', not right now, because he needs to draw that distinction in his mind. ] Are you— is everyone all right?
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It's good that Charles comes quickly. Solitary confinement is hard enough on someone whose concept of time is so elongated, and after how things went the last time Pietro was down here, it does nothing positive for his emotional state now. He comes to the front of the cell when he hears Charles, instinctively moving toward the door. ]
Charles. [ Not 'Xavier', not right now, because he needs to draw that distinction in his mind. ] Are you— is everyone all right?