As they walked through the foyer, Pietro noticed that Lance's eyes kept darting over to the glass front doors of the mansion. Through it he could see a big group of students chasing each other around with a football.

"So, do you know where Wanda is?" Pietro asked, trying to pull Lance's attention away from a certain brunette who was giggling wildly.

"…Huh?"

"Lance, admit it already. You still care about her," Pietro said with a smirk.

"What? No! No, I don't," Lance said unconvincingly. He didn't look outside again.

"Whatever…so, have you seen Wanda?" Pietro decided to change the subject for Lance's sake.

Lance shrugged, "I bet she's with Rogue or something. They look like they get along."

"Yeah," Pietro answered plainly. They had passed from the foyer into the hallway that led to Medical. When they reached the door, Pietro tried to peek through the window on the door, but he couldn't see anything. He opened the door, and they both heard someone speaking softly from behind the curtain. Pietro walked over and pulled it back, fearing the worst, to see that Todd was set up in one of the hospital beds. Thankfully, the person talking was Xavier, who appeared to be saying something encouraging to Todd. Maybe it was just the gentle tone of his voice, but it looked to Pietro like whatever was being said was having an impact on Todd. Todd looked somewhat fresh-faced and he was the closest to smiling he had been in days. As Pietro and Lance walked further into the room, Pietro was shocked to see Wanda sitting on the other side of Todd. She looked genuinely concerned and didn't notice Pietro or Lance until Xavier brought the attention to them. She did care about Todd after all, even if she would never admit it.

"Ah, Mr. Alvers. Mr. Maximoff," he said, nodding his bald head at each of them as he said their names, "I should have known that the two of you would find your way in here." He smiled his usual unassuming smile at them that made the corners of his eyes crinkle. That smile never failed to throw Pietro off-guard. It was so honest and full of good intentions that Pietro couldn't help but trust him. He didn't understand how Xavier managed it though, how could someone put so much faith in four teens with such a rough history? When Pietro was in Xavier's presence he was at a loss. Xavier had no ulterior motives or hidden agendas; he was providing them a roof over their heads and hadn't once asked for anything in return. Amazing. Of course after being Magneto's son for so long Pietro had forgotten that there was such a thing as good people in the world.

"Yeah, we wanted to check up on Todd," Lance said.

"Yes, well, Mr. Tolensky is doing considerably better, but I'm sure he'll want to explain everything that happened himself," Xavier said, "I'll leave you four to sort things out amongst yourselves. Excuse me." He wheeled past Lance and Pietro and was about to pass through the curtain when Todd called out to him.

"Wait," Todd said suddenly.

Xavier paused and turned to look at Todd curiously, "Yes?"

"Could you stay? I think it'd be…I don't know…it'd be easier if you were here."

"Of course," Xavier answered politely, returning to Todd's side. Xavier gestured to two chairs that were against the wall and Lance and Pietro pulled them over to Todd's bedside and took a seat. Pietro squirmed a little in his seat, and his eyes started to dart around the room. He wasn't sure if he wanted to, or was ready, to hear whatever Todd had to say.

"I just…I just couldn't take it anymore," Todd started, his eyes focused on his knobby knees that were laid out in front of him. He picked a little at his bandaged forearms before continuing, "It was the same thing every day. Y'all know. I was going crazy, no one ever talked to me except Fred. Nothing cool was happenin' no more. Not since Mystique bailed on us. Something had to happen, so when Pietro came home with news that we could be living somewhere else I knew we had to go. No one really wanted to though, and I wanted all of us to go. Not for Magneto or anything, but so we could all start someplace new. So…" Todd took a deep breath. Telling them all of this was taking everything he had, "I set the fire. I just…I didn't know what else ta do. I didn't mean to hurt nobody, and I never meant to kill Fred. It was a mistake. A stupid mistake…" With these last few words Todd's eyes watered over with tears.

The room was silent. Pietro had no idea what to say. What Todd had done was selfish, but he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. Lance on the other hand looked like he was trying to seem calmer than he really was. Wanda sat emotionless, her body rigid. They all knew that Todd was right about one thing: something did have to happen, Pietro just wasn't sure if a fire burning down their house and killing Fred was this thing.

"Well," Xavier said once he was sure that no one had anything to say to Todd, "Why don't we let Mr. Tolensky get some rest?"

Wanda nodded and she, Lance, and Pietro got up and followed Xavier out of the room without saying a word to Todd.