<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1314.photobucket.com/albums/t576/croweshadow/Misc/b725c53d3c64e6829f97465579ec0681_zpspymfytmz.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jean's classroom<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 10, morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robert Coles, CLOSED<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>For a few moments, Jean thought that Robert would shut down and not want to share anything at all. She still remembered how Wolverine got prickly any time someone asked about his past, but her concern was true. She wasn't looking to pry but to help get to know him. But she was patient and didn't try to force anything. It wouldn't help anyway. When he finally began to talk, Jean tried to remain objective even though she felt empathy for him. It was one of her traits to be able to put herself in another's shoes. So despite the fact that her upbringing could be described as privileged, she did not pity him but instead was glad that he was able to survive such an unfortunate upbringing.<br/><br/><strong>"Its ok, I'm listening."</strong>Jean said once he stumbled for words. The boy was quite emotional and it showed. Then suddenly he shut down and Jean could no longer feel his mind. Something was different.<strong>"Robert...What's wrong?"</strong>She asked, trying to reach him as she felt his anger rise. As she tried to open her mind to try and soothe that anger, she very clearly heard the voice in his head. She let out a yelp as the feedback hit her like a heatwave and she had to erect her own psionic barriers to stop the stinging in her head.<strong>"My god, Robert...Is that how you feel...when it takes over you?"</strong>She asked as she recovered.