He had been worked over pretty good. The forced mutations on him had faded somewhat but it had left him extremely weak and barely conscious. He wasn't even certain how long he had been strapped to this chair anymore. There's a visible wince as he's touched, thinking it's Stryker's girl Ria come back to start over again. It's only when he realizes the hands are trying to get his bonds off that he gets his eyes open and finds a friendly face in front of him. "...Jean?" A smile finally comes to his face, not taking his eyes off of her. Charles doesn't even care if he's imagining it at this point. He's had this blasted mental block around his head for so long, he's not able to use his telepathy to be sure she's not an illusion.