Erik Lehnsherr
EVERYONE’S ALRIGHT, JEAN. Erik replied as he finished setting Charles up in the infimary. He thought as loudly as he could, not knowing any other way to communicate with psychics. THE STUDENTS HANDLED IT AS WELL AS THEY COULD, BUT IT TOOK ME AND ANOTHER ADULT- SOME GOVERNMENT WOMAN I THINK- HAD TO FINISH IT OFF. I SHOULD HAVE KILLED IT. I SHOULD HAVE, BUT… YOU KNOW CHARLES. He sighed. I THINK HE’LL BE OKAY, BUT THAT THING CUT HIM PRETTY DEEPLY.
A few minutes later, Jean arrived in the infirmary herself. “What about you? Are you okay?” Erik asked, noticing the claw marks across her chest.