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Quentin opened his mouth to apologize, only to close it straight away and step into the elevator in silence. He decided it would be best to just not say anything on the matter after the last time he had apologized to someone. That someone had actually been the multitude of his classmates back at the Jean Grey School. It had been just after the incident with Mastermind; where his so-called inversion had taken place. After clearing things up with the faculty and finally seen the light as some may say, Quentin had decided that it was time to say sorry for all the anguish he had caused over the past few years. While he hadn't expected a series of hugs or pleas of forgiveness, he at least expected them to understand. Instead no one took him seriously, laughing at his attempts, claiming them to be all part of some mischievous scheme. It hadn't been until after a few weeks of peace and quiet that they started to believe him. Hence why now Quire kept his trap shut, as who'd believe him? 

He perked up though at the comment Valeria made about needing him to help find someone. He thought back to everything he knew about these Fantastic-Kids and anything that could link him or the X-men to them. That's when the face-palm thought came in. They needed a telepath. However that only led to more questions. 

"If you needed someone with telepathic abilities then why go for me?" He questioned, peering around the brightly lit elevator. "I'm pretty sure the likes of Rachel Grey and Psylocke could read minds the last time I checked! Unless this is something you don't really wish people to know you're up to?" He thought aloud. "You know that I've gone straight right? Thought it'll be best for me to put off partaking in my share of illegal activities for the time being!"