"He'll understand." Rachel would talk to him, too. He was human and probably very not used to this kind of thing. As sadly common as it could be in the mutant world.

"And he'll have to be your anchor in this. As I work. I need you to hold onto him, how you love him, and what he means to you. Because what has been laid in your mind, it couldn't touch that. It protected the core of you, so that you're here. That you can get help." Ray pulled her feel off the floor and floated there, sitting lotus-style. The physical connection between their hands strengthening the psychic bond that would be needed.

"We can probably get in a short session here. Chip away at it some more. Nothing too taxing before you have a visitor later."