Dylan reaches forward and gingerly takes her hand. He's nervous, but he's still beaming. Back home, he'd felt a bit like he'd been tossed aside and forgotten in the months following Knull's invasion; Here in this world, most people didn't even know about it. It felt nice to be remembered.

"Yeah." He pauses, than adds, "I mean, it wasn't just me. But my powers were similar enough to his so that once I got close and grabbed his hand, I could reach in and start breaking his connection to everyone he was controlling. Jean Grey helped me a lot." He could still remember how it felt to have the force of her power backing him up.

"And then when that was done, I think she used me as a waypoint to get into his head."