"Chrys, I need that temporal field, now." He didn't want to stress the boy, but they needed to get moving. Cable set a hand on Chrys' shoulder, having a feeling that he knew what was going through Chrys' mind and his eyes. This space was ripe with space time energy, being the ending point of this loop. It was a daunting task with a lot of stress, but Chrys had to do something. "Son, if it eases your nerves, the likelihood of any of your comrades dying is obscenely low. We've gone through this hundreds of times, which is why this room is so frightening to you. But you can do this. You are already so much more than anyone could have imagined, and your powers are more within your grasp than you know."

He needed to make Chrysbrelax a little. Most of it was true, but the necessity of killing this man in a safe environment was more important then anything else.

"We're here to help them, Heidi. Those captured here and all of mutant kind." Shawn stood next to the Scott, his accent fading slowly as he stressed an American accent. His words were a little slower, but that was fine to him. "I'm still not voting that we kill him. But..."  he didn't want to finish that thought. A part of him was trying to accept that his death was necessary, But shawn insisted there was another way. "We can do this without death. There's always another way."