Henry huffed a noise, maybe a laugh, because Noah did seem to like everyone, and because he didn't really understand this whole ghost thing. He was standing by his maybe Noah's an x-men theory, from when they first met.

"Asking people, and they weren't useless. Or they wouldn't be, if people would take them seriously, instead of writing 'anarchy' across three slots of a petition form." That was after the summer, though, after when Noah had said Ronan was from. He still gave Ronan a look for it, because Ronan had never been respectful of the process.

Being told, though, how he ought to feel about who was or was not here grated at him. Henry did his best to shrug it off and away. "I'd prefer none of us were stuck in a shitty multidimensional pocket universe, you're right."