โ well it certainly is a treat
to see you again ! well , yknow . .
โ see โ you . . โ
he didnโt bother putting up any effort in defense of his thoughts . heโd give jean free reign . nothing to hide at this point . and he didnโt particularly mind her wandering around .
For Peter, it felt like Jean's words were his own thoughts. The only way he could tell she was there was that warm fuzzy feeling his spider-sense reacted with. It was like someone was tickling his brain whenever she spoke.
Then, hot flashes of her face. Like she was moving in.
hopefully she continues to
see it , and call it . .
over and over and over and
over and over and over and
over and over and over again . . ๐ถโ๐ซ๏ธ
her voice rang through his skull like an echo . .
or at least what could be perceived as her voice . there likely werenโt any actual sound waves being produced .
nonetheless , he felt an intense comfort wash over him .
โ thank goodness . . some kind company ! โ
Without further ado, the telepath made her way into the lonely man's psyche. His brain waves welcoming hers as she hovers in.
`` There. You're not so alone now. ``