Jean smiled breathlessly, nodding at the question with flushed cheeks and bright eyes. At the next statement, she only arched an eyebrow and swept a piece of red hair back behind her ear. Dying too? Possibly, to try and read a mind as fast and maze-like as Speeds' was a challenge. She remembered the first time she attempted to pick apart his thoughts; she ended up with only fragments that made no sense and a huge headache. If he was slowing she could do it easily.
"Maybe I have", she said with a sheepish grin. Her nimble fingers reached out and lightly brushed his temple, pushing aside the silver bangs that lay there. It took alot to keep herself steady with the smallest amount of contact between them, but she was determined.