David smiles at her reply, thinking of the hell she must have come from. His own glimpse of the Age of Apocalypse had been brief, but he would never in a million years forget the vision that had been forced upon him as payment for the crime he'd committed.

At her question though, David nods. Paige (mercifully) didn't know him, so in a way, he had a chance to try and make up for the horror he'd created in a moment of arrogance and stupidity. It wasn't much, but it was something.

"Aye, I can. Either I can rip the thing open telekinetically, or I can talk to the sodding thing, convince it ta deactivate itself without a fuss. All I needs for ya t'hold still for a minute or two, while I figure it out."