Though taking in what Ryder further explained, Cyclops focused on the answer she'd given to his question. [color=#0096FF]"Alright, so you're your own Cerebro. And apparently the carnage you left as a parting gift wasn't enough for them to give up on whatever they designed a living supercomputer infiltrator for. Makes sense given how much time they put into you. Yet to have come here lookin' for trouble was foolish. And that's without you having even been here for it. . .

"This has been a [i]very[/i] patient project of theirs up until now."[/color] He unfolded one of his arms, turning over his palm, [color=#0096FF]"why such a rush then to try and reclaim you that they came seemingly no more prepared for the job?"[/color] He refolded his arms. [color=#0096FF]It makes me think they're either working with a deadline or they're worried about something. Like more of their secrets being revealed. . .We don't have a definitive answer on the function of that device in your brain."[/color] 

[color=#0096FF]"We have considered it might be a built in failsafe for this exact scenario. A kill switch. And they either want to be [i]sure[/i] they can't still salvage their plan, or it has a limited-range detonator. Either situation, it would be worth considering if getting near them again could be dangerous for you."[/color]