“Could, uh, one of you speak English?” Teddy asked, looking back and forth between the twins. “I’m sorta lost.”

Billy just sighs and mumbles, his hand glowing blue. And Teddy shivers.

“Did you just... dump a language in my head?”

“No, teaching a non-mutant Krakoan intentionally is against our laws. I just placed a brief charm to let you understand it while I’m here.”

“Your magic has gotten stronger,” teddy observed. But he still hasn’t let billy enter. “Could... I borrow it? Let Tommy speak and understand Skrull and Kree? Maybe... share some memories?”

That earned a distrusting look.