Beyond Evolution

Feeling drained in any manner, mental or physical, wasn’t a familiar sensation at all for Tobias, even after everything that had happened since he had returned to Xavier’s. Even after what had happened with Sabretooth, an encounter that had seen him wounded and restricted to the medlabs while the healers made the rounds, hadn’t really prepared him for the more recent events. Tobias had literally lost days of his life in a coma first natural and then medically-induced for his own wellbeing. It wasn’t even the loss of time that perturbed him exactly; he could understand exactly why they had done what they had, even if they hadn’t listened to his wife, leading to an incident that could have been avoided altogether, one that couldn’t have been easy on anyone involved. It was silly for Tobias to feel guilty about that when he hadn’t really done anything wrong. That didn’t change the fact that he had apologised to Jo after he’d been brought back to the school and healed enough to actually talk with her. Silly, really, but she knew him better than anyone, knew what he was like, and understood that he was the sort to apologise for most anything, even when he wasn’t at fault in any way.

Tobias had been spoiled by his ability. He knew that. It was a fact he had come to accept time and time again over the years, acknowledging it outright and openly if and when it came up. He didn’t get tired, he didn’t burn out, he could drink most people under the table and he could stay on top of not only his work but his other responsibilities and still have time to spare at the end of the day. He slept a small handful of hours in a week, and was almost obnoxiously active and energetic. ( Running on a near-constant adrenaline high had led him to forget what it was like to feel exhaustion of any degree. )


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