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[heartofthedream]

[ Continued from TDM.
Important Note: Jean arrives post-Starstuck/New timeline. ]

Hello, again. I returned home and then was drawn back here what appears to be over a year of your time later.

If anyone can direct me to where to find Logan, David, Josh, and-or Bruce, if they are still here, I would appreciate it. Also, if anyone recognizes the names of Krakoa or the X-Men from back home, please get in touch with me, too.

For those who don't fall into either of those first two categories, my name is Jean Grey, and I originally arrived with the first batch of people to come to this world. As I don't yet know if anyone I was with is still here, I'd love an update on the status of this place.

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[codicies]

[ The first response, before any words, is just how happy Dylan is that she not only knows him, but remembers him.

It's different from the hivemind connection he's been sharing with Sleeper — Or even the larger hivemind he'd had access to back home, before he'd lost his powers there. The hive had been a signal he could open and close at will — Now, Jean is beaming her communication directly into his brain, and he's not entirely certain how to answer. How had he done it before? Ultimately, Dylan just thinks out his response in her general direction, and hopes for the best. ]

{ Yeah, it's me! }

[ However gentle Jean was trying to be, the contact was still a shock, but not an unpleasant one. It's like a splash of cold water, soaking right through any protective layers to get right at the core of his thoughts. It's not unlike the first time they'd spoken, when he was facing down Knull alone so long ago. Through a billion-symbiote cacophony, Jean's thoughts had come through clear as a bell, and been a lifeline to cling to as he reached into Knull's power and freed the heroes he'd enslaved.

Jean's mental voice was already a beacon of hope and safety to him. It's certainly welcome now. ]

[heartofthedream]

[ Delight and amusement are the first feelings that ripple back from his excited response, and the bewildered enthusiasm of not knowing quite how to reach back to her—along with the slightest thread through of concern. Even glad to be right, there's still the ripple of concern. This place taking not only the heroes that were her age and experience, but also the children from their world, too.

(Him; and Gabby, too, now.) ]

{ Are you well? Safe?

Where are you located?
Is anyone else from home with you? }

[ There's a part of her already triangulating the answer to how exactly near or far away he is from her now, woven in the tapestry of the given that she will have to make it a rule to be checking in on him, as well. She wonders if Ororo knows already, as well. Or David. They really do need someone to keep a tally on this. ]

[codicies]

[ There's a pang of grief at her questions. He remembers Diana, the one who'd been here before, who'd been similarly motherly to him. He remembers Eddie and Venom, so different from the ones back home, but the love he'd shared with them had been just as strong.

But he's not completely alone. His sibling Sleeper is with him — his thoughts drift to the image of an oozy black-and-yellow cat — and Jason, who stepped up and moved in to care for him. ]

{ I'm good. Things are good.

I'm in Central City. One of my siblings from home is here — Sleeper, not Carnage or anyone like that.

Do you need anything? }