[ She squints out around them, aware of the faces and fears that aren't her own, but watching them meld with all of her own bad memories. The two schools, once homes and then turned horrors, cragged together like colliding tectonic plates. ]

Fuckin' nightmares. I do this to people.

[ Touch their minds, stir up thoughts of how senseless and cruel the world truly is. How little anything cares. How helpless, how small. ]

The telepathic shit makes it worse than it ever was.

[ She takes her eyes off one of the many faces that floats around them, taunting, mourning, and turns instead to look at Rogue. ]

I'm not real good at keeping to myself.

[ More than human, she was a sprawling cosmic thing -- on the inside -- bound up in this small body of a woman. ]