In her borderline-feral state, Ryder wasn’t fully concerned with this “school” that this man was referring to. In a way, it only confirmed a suspicion that Ryder had which suggested these men were going to take her somewhere else- Trading one captor for another. Of course, she had no way of confirming this up until now, but she assumed t this point that they wanted to bring her back there. Umbra was touted as a safe place for mutants, somewhere that they could live without fear while they were given what they needed to survive. That was a bold faced lie, of which Ryder was living proof, but she wasn’t about to trust someone else who made a similar claim.

When the old man uttered the name “Charles Xavier,” something shifted in Ryder. She was taken back a little, and had to stop and think about that. She [i]knew[/i] that name. In the time she spent secretly trawling Umbra’s database under the guise of weaker powers, his name came up many, many times. An unknowable individual had seen to it that Xavier’s DNA was secured, and used to create a child with powers that exceeded his own by an exponential margin. That child was right in front of him.

And he had the nerve to ask for her name.

[color=00ffff]”You… You can’t be him. No. [i]No.”[/i][/color] Ryder’s resolved found a footing again, and she plunged a metaphorical crowbar into the man’s mind to wrench a door open. Xavier was a powerful psychic in his own right, but there was only so much he could’ve done in this situation, and that would only slow down Ryder’s mental attack. It was like a weight laid upon him, she aggressively searched him to find anything- A meager scrap of evidence that implied he was telling a lie.

And just as abruptly as she dove in, she splashed back out of Xavier’s mind with her answer. He was telling the truth.

[color=00ffff]”I don’t believe this…”[/color] For the first time since they met Ryder, Scott and Charles saw an emotion etched on her face that wasn’t overt rage. Now, her face only conveyed shock, and confusion. [color=00ffff]”You- [i]You.[/i] Becker never told me anything about you, but I [i]know you.”[/i][/color]

Scott had previously observed overwhelming conviction in this kid when she broke out of Umbra, and took down at least a third of the on-site security plus a dispatch team in her escape. But right now, she was struggling to find the words to get her point across.

[color=00ffff]”You and me… We’re related. They took a piece of you, and used it to make [i]me[/i]. I’m Ryder- Your kid that you never knew about.”[/color] 

There was no sense or warmth or catharsis to this revelation. Ryder’s words we dripped with anger.