Look who it is! The headmistress Kitty Pryde. Just in time to give Calvin a headache too. Cal shifted in his seat at the sound of her nagging voice and glanced back up at her with his face dripping with sarcasm. "Oh come off it. At least I'm feeding him.. which is more than you've done since I threw him in there." By the way, he never got a word of thanks that either. Nope, not a word. Which wasn't terribly surprising. The X-brats were always so ungrateful. It was a wonder to think how they even got by this far without his Brotherhood ingenuity and know-how. Yeah, take that.
"What do you want anyway? Finished yoga class early?" He paused at the end of that question and looked back at his half eaten apple. Yeah, that might have been a bit too harsh. Whatever, he was tired of this tension between them. Every time Kitty looked at him nowadays it was full of scorn. The problem was that he wasn't entirely sure why anymore. Look, it wasn't his fault that the circus clown got bitten. What did they want him to do? At least he went and talked one of the kids into using his powers to bring rats over. At least Kurt was still alive..sorta. They were ungrateful. That's what it was. Cal stood up and walked over to the cell. He pulled the curtains over to cover Wagner and then took another bite of his apple. "Well?"