[once again, bewilderment spreads across nightcrawler's face, his eyes more broad this time. that's ... not something anyone has ever said to him. of course, he's never believed he deserved anything else; he got new friends and the institute out of the ordeal, which seems like a fair trade.]

I'd say the new home and people I met were well worth the risk.

[he raises both his hands, fidgets with the bow of the scarf that's knotted at his hip.] You seem to believe this story with ease, [observes the blue boy.] Have you experienced something similar?