[ Black Bolt follows him in only as much as he stands just inside the doorway, arms folded over his chest like a silent sentry. The room he woke up in isn't much to look at. The only things worth noting are a small, warm, orange egg, nestled on the bed next to an out of place slice of apple pie. He hadn't known what to do with either, and left them as they were. The room is barren aside from empty lockers, and as far as Black Bolt is concerned, all Nux's. He won't be staying here. ]
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