Oh, Kurt. Manuel flashed a smile at the blue-furred teen, shaking his head. Even though he hadn't meant it, the yellow-eyed mutant had eased some of the tension between Manny's shoulders. He reached for an ice pack - or what could be a makeshift one. Lifting his shirt, Manuel put the bag of peas against his side and exhaled.
Catching John's look, Manny shrugged his shoulders minutely. He didn't know what to do about Wicked and if the rumors were true, he didn't think his power worked on ghosts. This wasn't his rodeo. Rogue had summoned all of them in her own way, and it was her party. His eyes settled on his teammate, waiting to start hatching a plan.