[ Sure enough, John approaches the guy stuck in his pajamas with a small smirk, as if amused that he is indeed stuck in his jammies. He has a lighter with him, clicking it open and closed, but as soon as he's near, John stops, eyes wide, as he sees the vision Hank just witnessed.

Taken aback, he rubs his eyes with one hand, almost swiping away his carnation boutonnière. He hasn't seen his vision of the future yet. Maybe later. Right now, he's just a little stunned by what he saw. ]

Who the - How do you know Xavier? That's him, right? Bald, in a wheelchair, but looking like he's the same age as boss daddy? The fuck's going on?