Vanessa gave a start at the sudden voice, her shoulders tensing up almost painfully. She looked up quickly, raising her hand back to her eyes quickly to give them a fast, hard rub as she struggled to get up to her feet. " That isn't-- I didn't mean-- I just--" Her words wouldn't come out coherently, and the professor beat her to the punch before she could get up on her own, holding a hand out. She bit back a sigh and wrapped her dry hand around his. "Ah... sorry, Carlysle. Vanessa Carlysle," she said, throwing the sorry in there as if it were her fault he didn't know who she was. It took her a moment to steady herself on her feet, averting her gaze quickly.
"Thank you... Mister, er, Wisdom, right?" She might have been withdrawn since returning, but old habits died hard. She was still far too observant for her own good, picking up on things she should have turned away from and tuned out, and had caught sight of the newest professor once or twice, and heard someone address him once. Pete Wisdom. The name should have rang a bell for her, but it didn't. She didn't know that he completed a triad of Xavier's residents with connections to Weapon X.
Already known for her lack of confidence, she was in possession of even less than usual that night. She was very seriously contemplating packing up and asking for some help in relocation. If it wasn't for Julian, Jamie, Wanda, Tandy, Megan and Hank, she never would have made it past her first week back. She pulled her hand back the moment she was steady. "Sorry for... all that," she said vaguely. "Didn't mean to inconvenience your evening. Thank you again," she said, trying to plot the least used path to the girls' dorm in her mind.