He was supposed to find a way to control his powers, know the extent of them and everything. Professor McCoy even mentioned about crafting something to help him at least see until he has that control, but none of that matters anymore. He's not at Xavier's Institute. He's somewhere else, away from the one person that really cared about him, away from a place that was supposed to help him, trapped in a world that's unfamiliar and he can't fucking see just to top it all off. Scott wants to rip the stupid cloth off his face, but he can't, he doesn't want to destroy anything in front of him.
He doesn't want to risk hurting another person, like he did to his classmate back at his old school.
So, even though there's clearly danger around, maybe some giant monster attacking one side of town, Scott doesn't find himself caring all that much. Like a sullen and stubborn teen, he in fact walks towards the direction of that terrible screeching noise, with one voice managing to cut through all that screaming. It's a command that gets Scott to at least temporarily stop as he looks in the unknown man's direction.]
oh no
He was supposed to find a way to control his powers, know the extent of them and everything. Professor McCoy even mentioned about crafting something to help him at least see until he has that control, but none of that matters anymore. He's not at Xavier's Institute. He's somewhere else, away from the one person that really cared about him, away from a place that was supposed to help him, trapped in a world that's unfamiliar and he can't fucking see just to top it all off. Scott wants to rip the stupid cloth off his face, but he can't, he doesn't want to destroy anything in front of him.
He doesn't want to risk hurting another person, like he did to his classmate back at his old school.
So, even though there's clearly danger around, maybe some giant monster attacking one side of town, Scott doesn't find himself caring all that much. Like a sullen and stubborn teen, he in fact walks towards the direction of that terrible screeching noise, with one voice managing to cut through all that screaming. It's a command that gets Scott to at least temporarily stop as he looks in the unknown man's direction.]
Yeah, who cares?