Re: Shadowcat / Zap
"So... how did that go?" The Russian inquired, suddenly even with Katherine's pace down the hall. Mikhail then escorted Kitty, only their relatively light footfalls and his rattly beads signaled their presence to passers by. "At breakfast you were very; doom and gloom." The latter portion of his statement amplified by his deep Eastern European inflection. While the actual details of Shadowcat's issues with Eva and Ronan were trivial to him, how they impacted her... that he cared about. Mikhail knew of what Kathrine had ventured into the office to discuss with Evangeline. How? Because the Russian knew things - and most wise people left it at that.
"I suggest..." He allowed her time to brace herself for his wisdom, because she would no doubt attempt to ignore it. "You skip the rest of classes and come to the studio." Studio being the dance studio, not Pete's studio, or the studio apartment Troy and Will undoubtedly lived in; in some incredibly comic adventure he'd have to suffer through. "But, because I can already hear you scoff at that idea... I will be there when you're done." Mikhail promised, with a smirk. "Dance really is the best therapy. I mean, if you're good at it. Some people... don't get me started. Were you literally born with two left feet?"