"Pfft," Billy exhaled between his lips, rolling his eyes as he got down on his rear to start stretching out his hams. A little wince came to his face, gone an instant later. He didn't need to be overdoing it anymore on the treadmill.
"First day he was there, I come in and find him on his bed. Then I saw his wings and he flipped out a little bit. I tried to tell him he didn't have to hide it in the room , even at the school, because I turn to metal. He didn't seem to like that very much. Just...rubbed me the wrong way, I guess." It was basic predatory behavior, Billy knew, but that didn't stop him from half-way believing Jean-Paul. "I think Scott's a pretty n ice guy. Quiet, but I know what his powers are, and if I'm in there and stressed about Jean-Paul, it'll reflect on Scott. The last thing I want to do is make him not want to be there, either."