- Erm... Ro...?
- Mmhmm? – The weather manipulator's definately spacing out, but the look she gives to Logan is strangely clear (so Wolverine makes a mental note to ask how on earth is she doing it).
- Could you please tell me why the heck he, - slight nod in Piotr's direction, – is looking at me like he's going to punch me right in the face?
Storm raises eyebrows, in "well-that-is-kind-of-obvious" manner, but still decides to explain. Or at least tries to.
- You messed around Blink. – A definite statement, and it's now Logans turn to raise eyebrows.
- Well, I indeed asked 'er a few questions 'bout Sabretooth... – And here comes the Newtons apple. – Wait... are you saying that... – Howletts hands went crazy. Literally.
Munroe simply shrugs. And smiles. Add one aura of amusement here.
Logan sighs heavily. Mental note number two – do not bother cute elfish-like pink-haired teleporters. Ever.
It takes only one second for Piotr to orient in time, space and bright purple flashes. Then, a fragile figure of Miss Ferguson bangs into him, hugs him tightly and begins to mumble something incoherently. Colossus looks at the girl with no small amount of misunderstanding and patiently waits for an explanation.
But apparently the teleporter has no intentions on explaining the situation. She only hugs the man even tighter, and the spell she's casting becomes creepier.
Still, Piotr manages to decipher two words, and everything becomes clear as a day.
Rasputin smiles warmly to a girl and hugs her in a bit possessive gesture.
- Yep. Logan that is. Scary as hell...