[Taking the radio from Gorgug, the mutant looks at the device for a few seconds, turning it around and just sort of appreciating the craftsmanship that went into this, before nodding at him. Okay, so uh, he mentioned a lot of weapons and stuff and Scott isn't sure about using grenades or anything like that himself, especially if they're limited.

Instead, he raises his free hand over to his glasses, adjusting them slightly and probably bringing attention to them, but honestly he was just trying to formulate everything that he wanted to say in a clear way. Small breath, okay, go on, Summers. What are you anxious about anyway?

Oh right, that he's never really been on a mission like this before.]

Um, so you're clearly a genius. [...] I was wondering if you would be able to make something that can help control my powers a little better.