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"This is Jean. I can't answer right now. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."

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[greyate]

[ She brings her hand up to her face, covering her eyes as the tears leak out the corners. ]

Then why can't I remember?! I can't even use my powers!

[ This is normal for her. This shouldn't be happening. ]

[welcomeprofessor]

Jean.

[The admonishment is soft, toothless. He knows, on some level, how terrifying this is, though in his instance, he'd walked into that loss with a degree of agency that she lacks in this. He's not unsympathetic in the least, but where she's just woken up, this added stress can't be helping anything.]

It's not for lack of trying. I know. I've been here since they brought you in, and it's not much less disconcerting that I can't-- [connect] Your mind needs time to heal as much as the rest of you. I know that it's hard, how it hurts. But this isn't going to help.