Garrett wanted to speak but the words wouldn't come for a few minutes. His mouth vaguely moved to the general words he wanted to say, but nothing came out. He sat himself up, a bit of a blank stare in his eyes. He blinked a few times. Controlling his neural activity was a lost cause at this point. He just nodded at Neena and the DocProf a few times. Finally his senses focused and he heard Neena.

"Garrett? Can you hear me?" She smiled. "That was one hell of a training session, ya know?[/i]"

He nodded at her again, the words slowly dragging across his larynx. " Yyyesss. It wasss pretttyy rroughh. I want to lie dowwwn." He stood shakily to his feet and took the help of the two to get back towards his room and some much needed rest. Many things had been learned today. Now he would recuperate and see how he could apply them best.

"Yyyesss. It wasss pretttyy rroughh. I want to lie dowwwn."

Neena chuckled, wincing a bit as she did. "I think that's a good idea, for all of us. Let's get you back inside m'friend."

With one limping, one shaking and one exhausted, the trio made slow progress back to the Mansion. But Neena hoped that Garrett had, at the very least, gained a bit more confidence and insight into his mutation. With a mutation like his, the way he used it would depend very much on his personality and life experience. Hopefully this particular experience would tip the scales in favor of a positive development.

She would hate to have to meet him on the opposing side of a battle.