[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFC500]John Watts[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/RFS9Q9hg/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFC500]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries - Gardner's Office -> Training Area
[b][color=CFC500]Skills:[/color][/b] Superhuman Speed [hr][/center]	Watts didn't give any visible indication of a reaction to Andrew. He knew that he was a hallucination constructed by his own mind and he didn't need to evaluate his subconscious telling him that he was an idiot. He could tangle that psychological issue another time when he had a moment to contemplate it properly - and perhaps he would have to study some books on issues of the mind. That might help. Of course even if his hallucination was correct and it was constructed by Regan, then there was no point in examining the source of the issue further - thus it was decided. He would worry about the hallucination later.

	The sound of footsteps outside the door and the turning of the knob was a far greater issue. 

	He didn't make a sound to indicate to Evelyn what he was doing when he scooped her up and ran faster than the eye could see out of the office, phasing through the door in order to prevent needing to open it himself. Streaks of red lightning accumulated behind him as he emerged into the training room and began running in circles to slow himself down in time. Depositing Evelyn on the ground, Watts stared at the four gathered there. Psylocke, Gambit, and Rogue didn't seem to be here. Was it worth going after them? Or was this smaller team enough? [color=CFC500]"Andrew is alive and being held at a facility nearby. We're leaving now. Either suit up or stay out of the way."[/color]