Not a doctor, but... [Ororo and Charles. After her visit to him, open if anyone wants to bother her]

[not_oreo]

Ororo had needed some time to resolve on following through on what she had overheard during the meeting Scott had called in. Not because she didn't want to help - Goddess knew she did - but because she was not a medic, and while she knew the use of her own powers, the human body was a complicated system she was usually not delving into

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[looking_forhope]

After the meeting, Charles had excused himself and done what he told Erik he would do which was take it easy and rest. Though that seemed an impossible task with everything that had been floating around in his mind. Classes, Stryker, Cerebro, Raven returning in her younger form, and the unmistakable feeling that something just wasn't right.

And then there was Erik's nightmare.

Once Charles had returned to his room after talking to his best friend, he laid awake. Not because he was still busy thinking about it, but because he wanted to make his presence known inside the other man's head, moreso than usual, and also to provide some sort comfort that he was indeed close by

[not_oreo]

"Professor?" She knocked again, taking a deep breath and extending her senses just enough to know that there was somebody inside. "It's Ororo."

After a moment of making sure there was neither verbal nor mental actual request that she go away - and she knew by her time he could be very subtle with the latter - she sighed quietly and nudged the door open.

She didn't quite come inside. Or even look, exactly. Just in case she would disturb him. But she didn't think this was best said in the hallway to a closed door. Instead, she spoke quietly into the darkness of the room.

"I heard... you and Erik arguing at the meeting. About headache. I might... be able to help. Or at least tell you if you should be seeing a doctor."

[looking_forhope]

Charles remained still, his eyes closed, trying to bite back the pain inside his head, but hardly getting anywhere with that. He was supposed to be getting better.

At the sound of her voice, he didn't answer right away. Instead, he let out a little sigh and swallowed hard.

"Something is wrong." he answered, his tone strained to show just how much pain he was currently in.

[not_oreo]

That. Made her swallow and berate herself for taking this long to come.

She slipped inside the room and closed the door behind her quietly. And left the light off, finding her way halfway cheating to the bed and sitting on its edge.

"While you were unconscious, at some point there was ... liquid collecting inside your brain. I happened to be there when the doctors realized it and I could dissolve it. If it's the same problem, I can do it again." Her hand reached to touch the back of his. "Will you let me use my powers to at least look if that's it?"