He had woken on a beach. That was not good. Jean Paul swore and looked about, seeing nothing. Then there was a bright light on the other side of the island. He ran in that direction, kicking up a wave of sand behind him. When he got closer he slowed down and cautiously walked towards the two on the beach. Something weird seemed to be going on but they were the only people he saw so far.
He walked forward so he could hide his powers. Who knew how they felt about mutants. Someone had tried to kill him once already because he was a mutant. He wasn't anxious to repeat that experience. "Hé! Vous parlez français? Or English?" Northstar moved closer to the bright light and the symbol in the sky.