Presto whirled at hearing her voice. His eyes went wide.
"Mallory!"
He launched himself forward, then stopped, froze and swallowed.
"I am not entirely sure..."
He wove a little on his feet.
"I was hit on the head, awhile ago, when the meteors were there, attacked... and when I woke, sort of woke, that is, I was in some kind of tube, prison... sleep thing. I kept coming out of it, and seeing things."
He took a minute and shivered.
"Things like that."
He waved a hand at the impostor.
"I pieced together, when I was awake, that these Skrulls were replacing people, but my memory sucks and I-- can;t remember much."
He rubbed his head and looked at her.
"I was afraid one of them had hurt you, or would, but I couldn't... I could never get free. They just held me there, helpless and I--- nothing worked."