Back in Centrum City now— our guy (who still hasn’t given himself a name) is staying with MJ for now.
I gave him a very abridged rundown of what’s up with him back at the mansion. He didn’t… react bad? But wasn’t cheery about it either. He’s definitely got some mixed feelings on top of the general identity issues that’ll need time to work through. First step of which is gonna be to take him out and let him pick out his own clothes, find what he likes and all that. Something he can identify as his, more or less.
We, uh, didn’t get to run everything Dr. McCoy wanted to test while we were up there. Tried to do an MRI, and he, uh… didn’t react well to being in a small space like that. So we decided to call the check-up there for the time being and give the dude some space to breathe.
On another note, we might owe the X-Men a new MRI machine. It is what it is, I suppose? Can just have Harley put it on Stark’s card— not like he’d notice tbh.