Dolemeck felt a bit worried about Ilya, as he wheeled himself towards Rachel. The way he left, his body language, made him hurt. He knew he felt rejected or feared, and that was not true. He lowered his head, unsure if Ilya could hear him telepathically or not.

~It is okay, Ilya. I promise, things will be okay. We will finish up our lessons and go back to working on that quilt after this, okay? Just you and me. ~

Dolemeck then looked up at Rachel, he was a bit wide eyed and nervous, himself. Despite being told that he could not fail for being a mutant, it was still scary to work on his powers before someone like Rachel Ramsey.

~Everything will be okay...~