Tommy felt the rush of weariness hit him once his body touched down on the cot. He allowed his eyes to shut and for a moment lay quiet on the makeshift bed. “He framed me. Broke the trust of my family. They all think I’m guilty Jean. Hell, even I think I’m guilty. He really hates me. It’s kind of funny.” A cynical smile broke out along his face and he thought about how much Magneto must really hate prank calls. “This was the only place I knew to go to. But I don’t think it’s safe here either. They’ll come for me.”