Listening to what the troops spoke of, concerning Hank and the XMen’s presence. The woman was following what was being said, well, that was until getting to mention of translated microbes. She spoke up at the mention of the crystal. Minerals and stones were definitely her area of study. “Sir,” speaking to the trooper that was explaining the situation to Hank. “The type of crystal, would you happen to know? Certainly, it's from another planet altogether. However, depending on its growth matrix, material composition, energetic Vibration. If it’s unknown, those things would help in determining its origin.”
Ceceylla was expecting only a few, if any other than Hank, to realize her exact meaning of Energetic Vibration.. Though a lot of traditional science had dwelled in the evidence of energy at a molecular level. And without need to explain, Quantum physics was largely involved with the literal energy of the universe and its tactile expression, or to say carbon physicality on Earth. An energy that surges throughout the human (and animal) body. Life energy... Chai... There are many names for it. It's what's left behind when a person dies. The spirits the telepath interacts with, being of. The energy is expressed via emotion, which is why many with mental abilities read into others. It's tuning to the energy, and ciphering its meaning with intuition.
Ceceylla had never been any good with healthy, personal, relationships. The one-man she had even ever loved turned into a monster. Literally.. He was a mutant. Abuse followed the triggering of it. And turned her heart cold. Becoming more distant to people than she'd previously been. Charles, he’d nursed her heart, and trust back into kindness. Comforting her any time she’d react by shutting other people out. He was as her father; one that actually loved her. That was who Xavier was, compassionate, kind, integrity, and loving. Since he fell into his coma, Ceceylla had missed that calming reassurance. … But, Scott had seemed to fall in the category of all the things Charles was. And the telepath knew that Xavier is so very proud of him. As she was. So, of course, the time with Scott, that night meant the world to her. … Though the night with Logan was also meaningful. She wouldn’t be able to compare her feelings to the other, if she’d been asked. The two were very different individuals.
The woman nodded slightly at Sean, speaking to him.’The moment I sense any difference I’ll make sure we’re all aware…’ Though she then expressed a thought she hadn't said to Hank or Scott, but they possibly felt the same.’I’m rather concerned this is some kind of ruse, on the behalf of Apocalypse’