Gloom makes a scoffing noise and smirks. "None taken. Considering she almost died, last time, I have a vested interest in her NOT doing that again, without serious supervision." As she speaks, shadows gather around her feet, slide up her back, and cascade outward in the brief image of dark wings, before they disappear again.
She glances at Interface briefly, before casting her eyes downward conspiratorially. "But... Not ALL the telepaths in this place are bound 'the rules'... There's one I can think of that is quite powerful... Maybe even more powerful than Xavier."
She glances at Interface briefly, before casting her eyes downward conspiratorially. "But... Not ALL the telepaths in this place are bound 'the rules'... There's one I can think of that is quite powerful... Maybe even more powerful than Xavier."