Jean was smart. After all, the worst time to sneak up on a predator was when it was staring down prey. Ryder did feel some sort of gentle wave brush against her mind, as if something passed by without any active intent. If someone was watching them, [i]spying[/i] on them, then maybe they’d know better than to walk into a trap now that it was sprung.

Just who the hell did this old man think he was, admitting she was in this “danger room” to avoid further “incidents” and then offering to let her walk around freely without missing a beat. 

[color=00ffff]”I already know where everything important is. The blue guy’s staring at a bunch of metal in some big ass lab, the scruffy one’s sulking about me being here while [i]someone[/i] is watching both of us. [i]I CAN FUCKING SENSE YOU, BACK OFF!”[/i][/color] Her mind exploded out, sending that last part as a telepathic message to the presence she felt, with all the force of being psychically slapped across the face. By far, it was the most measured reaction anyone had likely seen out of her this whole time, albeit entirely unwarranted.

[color=00ffff]You’ve got your jet buried under your little “school” and you’ve got more security than a prime minister.”[/color]

Xavier had to have seen this coming when he brought her here. Now it was made clear that Ryder had been awake- Or at the very least, [i]active-[/i] for a lot longer than what anyone had assumed. It might have been two days since she woke up, or two weeks. 

[color=00ffff]”I’m getting [i]really[/i] sick and damn tired of everyone putting me somewhere they think I won’t cause collateral damage. So sure, I’ll fucking walk around, and the first person who even breathes about putting me back here is getting vaporized. I will tear this place out from the ground and throw it into the god damn sun if I think someone’s about to try something funny.”[/color]

What Ryder didn’t admit was that keeping herself telekinetically restrained to a bed for so long made her legs ache. And her arms, and pretty much everything on top of the gunshot wound and the stab. So she get like moving around.