Asking favors? What kind of nonsense was that? However, Pietro's neck was starting to hurt from having to look up all that way, so better to save the questions for when they were at least on the same plane.

From where he'd been standing in the middle of the hall, Pietro vanished as he dashed across the hall and up the side of the wall, turning at the roof so he could run onto the beam and across to the old guy, all in the span of less than a second.

When he stopped, he was tossing the ball from hand to hand, careful to avoid the needles. Before he could even open his mouth to speak, there were two loud cracks as lightning harshly struck the roof and a bolt even smashed into the front entrance way. That damn lightning trying to get him again. Although....now that he thought about it, every time he tried to run either lightning or stupid forest animals came after him and this guy just said the beam had caught on fire when he'd done whatever, so maybe something didn't like them using their fancy tricks. It was something to think about...and likely ignore.

"So, what, are you a mutant?"