( It's at this point, what with Jay being in the air and all, Nate gently lifts himself up into it as well, arms still folded there in front of his chest as he does. He eyes him. Not with suspicion or confusion. But almost... curiously.

Well. Maybe just a touch of suspicion, but. He feels that way towards almost everyone as of late. )

The world I'm from, Apocalypse has enslaved mankind and mutants either side with him or are hunted like traitors to their kind. I ended up somewhere else before ending up here. Another world but one where Apocalypse wasn't a tyrant in power.