Pizer was a special case for a lot of things, although typically for the same reason. He didn't usually go to the group power training exercises, for one thing -- not only was his mutation specifically deadly to the other people in the room with him (including children and students), but even with the best of intentions it couldn't be promised that he wouldn't grab or touch one of the other mutants, purposefully or not. His training, at least for the time being, was specifically one-on-one, and focused on things like trying to get him to be able to remember things for sustained periods of time, hold focus, clear his mind, and so on. Basic exercises for most other people, but difficult for him; and, at the same time, things that he would have to be able to master if there was to be any hope for a power evolution that might grant him the ability to touch other mutants without harming them. It wasn't a hope that held much weight, given his age and the fact that his powers had seemed fairly well-developed before he'd been abducted, but it was a goal, at least.
He'd come to be as familiar with his power sessions as he was with the other things that he did at the school. They weren't as frequent as things like seeing Karo, or Dr. Darcy examining his injuries, or working with Kai physically. But they were frequent enough that he knew to expect them now; they'd become a part of his weekly routine, if not his daily, and were things that he trusted.
And trusted even more when Irina was added to the picture.
She'd told him that she was going to help him, and he didn't need much more of an explanation than that. He liked Irina, and would have done just about anything that she asked without question as it was. It made sense to him that she would start taking over in the Danger Room, because anything that a familiar face like hers was attached to put his mind at ease. He didn't even mind that the timing of his sessions changed. That they were more frequent, and not specifically attached to any one moment. It was after dinner now, Irina coming by after Karo had left, taking he and Buddy down to the subbasements and into the Danger Room. The sim wasn't anything difficult -- no attacks or frightening imagery or loud sounds. Just a group of people wandering around, some faces familiar and some not, but all designed to react to Pizer's touch the way that a real mutant would. The purpose of this (and the times before) was to only touch the people that Irina said to. And to not hesitate if she said to touch someone that he knew.
It had made him pause a little at first, so used to keeping all of his skin away from everyone. But her words and her voice were reassuring, and it helped that the people in the Danger Room didn't scream or writhe in pain to throw him off mentally. They did try to get away from him sometimes, but he was learning how to grab hold and not let go until she said to.
Another sim crumpled to the floor, continuing to disintegrate until there was nothing there, and he looked at the spot for a moment before turning his head to look at Irina. He'd recognized that one. Someone at the school -- the name escaped him as to which one it was, though. It was strange to be putting his hands on them purposefully, so he wanted to check again that he'd done the right thing. That he was supposed to.
(Open to Irina!)