Rex grunted in acknowledgement. He didn't know much about how mutant powers worked even in the best cases. He mainly knew enough to understand when he should fear them and when they could set things on fire and cause reckless death and damage. He did understand not knowing how his own powers worked. For the longest time, he'd had no understanding of how to formulate new spells, relying on a single pillar of fire for everything.

"Good luck with that," Rex said. "Maybe the X-Men can help." They were experts on mutants, right? They taught at a school for mutants, after all.

Rex closed his eyes on the news of the manhunt. So it seemed Sam had continued to evade everyone. At least he hadn't done anything else to the mutant kid. "Tricky stuff," Rex said levelly. It was interesting and horrifying. Shapeshifting and power-warping? Rex started remembering Dr. Cama's horrors, including those plants that had controlled Hercules.

Maybe Rex needed to check in on Sam and make sure everything was still on the level. "Be careful though," Rex warned the man, opening his eyes and staring at Hunter's. This time, Rex's eyes held dancing firelight. "Not all mystics need tools to be effective. We just need time." Rex pointedly looked back to the floor, which was still festooned with powerless hieroglyphics and assorted body parts.

Rex wished Ranger luck and directed him to the X-Men. Rangers had thought of that, but his pride was holding him back. The damage had happened when he was failing to assist the X-men. For now he would just manage. It was an inconvenience but not something horrendous. Ranger could still feel his power wanting to work, it just felt like there was some thin wall holding it back.

”I’m normally careful, but as the British say, ‘who dares wins’.” Ranger said then looked over the floor that Rex was looking at, ”Y’ve only seen me when I’m tryin’ t’ not destroy a city block. Given time t’ plan and a battlefield clear of civilians an’ I can rain seven kinds of hell.” Ranger said it matter of factly, almost somberly. Ranger knew how destructive he could be when sufficiently motivated but he didn’t want his kid to know of the destruction Ranger had wrought in his past and didn’t want her to see him do it. However, he would tear everything down if he thought she was in danger. Make New York City a smoking crater if it was necessary to keep her safe.