Jason's eyes snapped at Xavier, sure he did make a good point, but henever enjoyed anyone argueing with him because he tended to become a little...how would you say...vicious. However, he did manage to keep his cool, still rolled in his small little circle, still tranquil for the time being.<br/><br/>Wade, however, ticked him off a little more, cracking her joints pee'd him off when he wanted to sleep. But, for the sake and hope of catching some rest, he fought his inner demons down more...until she spoke about the inferior humans, she shared a smiliar view to her, but it wasn't perfectly identical.<br/><br/>"Wade, you'd best remember something." Jason said, oddly calm but still with his grizzly growl of a voice. "Everyone in this room right now were humans at one stage. However..." then he sat up and stared at the ground below him, clenching his claws as he continued to speak "...they are inferior. We're higher up on the food chain, we're the dominant ones, yet they keep is trapped in fear of our might. We're not the freaks, they made us like this, we're victims of those freaks."<br/><br/>Coughing a little, as a result of his new voice affecting his throat a little, he finished by saying "But, I want to get into that forest, I want to feel nature again...so badly...so desperately...". McIntyre then let out a sigh, realizing it was just a dream. He had been desiring to escape this hell hole for so long, but what always came to mind was What next? It's not like he would be adaptable in human society anymore.<br/><br/>Shrugging off his worries, he yawned and smiled to everyone. "God I'm so tired...I hate this splicing on me, I've never slept more in my life...". Taking a deeper yawn, he said “Night everyone, and thanks Ronny.”, nodding to the feline before curling up again and gently falling asleep.