Ryder ignored the looks of shock and subtle fear as she loaded her sentinel core into the cockpit. She took a seat near the front of the jet so she could fly through the glass if another one of those machines got the drop on her. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that there had to be a [i]reason[/i] that she couldn’t detect the sentinel on its approach. And there was usually only one explanation for [i]why[/i] that was the case. The same reason Wolverine was ultimately unreadable, unbeknownst to Ryder so far. 

She wasn’t in the mood for a conversation with the old man. Not that she was [i]ever[/i] in the mood for a conversation.

[color=00ffff]”I’m gonna take it to pieces,”[/color] she said. [color=00ffff]”Break it open and see if it’s useless or not.”[/color]