The cyborg was rather impressed to see how fast Chrys was able to tell that they were out of place. Being who he was, he was aware of several key events and people, especially relative to the mission, but that knowledge was limited. Chrys would one day become a master of spacetime, but the man never met Chrys, nor knew the full extent of his abilities.
Though prepped to answer, heads turned at the sound of the explosion, to which Heidi, and later Shawn, gave chase.
"Tatiana, Chrys, go on. Bonny, your role as support carries on here. Stay here with us. Time is of the essence."
How they managed to move so far so fast was something shawn couldn't comprehend. Shawk had seen Heidi take off to investigate the explosion, to which he followed her. It wasn't until she was in that giant pile of metal that she took off without him, moving far faster than any Non-mutant could.
It was only after he was outside that he snagged a metal lid to a trash can and charged it positively. He used it as a makeshift board to try and keep up, but both Heidi and the other quickly left the forest and dove off a mother effing cliff! Not even a robot suit would save heidi from the fall, unless her computer brain calculated the right movements to absorb the shock and continue moving. Shawn had a much easier time, floating around and all.
He was too far away to make much of a difference. Heidi had identified the stranger an rose Mary, and the two shared a brief adventure in animal murder.
Once Rosemary was back on the shore, Shawn slowed to a halt, abandoning the metal lid to walk slowly up to his teammate. He gave her a safe amount of distance between them, and sat down next to her. He didn't know what she needed, so he tried to make himself open to help.
Indeed, she had the wings of a Christian angel. Personally, he preferred the original, Eldridge descriptions, but the wings were still nice.
"Rose Mary, are you okay? Can you tell up what happened." He rehearsed it all in his mind. He was the leader, and his teammate seemed to he suffering from something. He needed to be calm and patient, but not too pandering. He couldn't also make it look like he was trying too hard. There were so many things he couldn't afford to forget, in hopes of calming her down and helping her out.
Back in the mansion, Xavier and Emma were watching the scene with their telepathy. They shared the image to the others, including Bonny and whoever may still be there.
"They covered a lot of ground." The cyborg remarked. "But the Plasmid is still trailing behind."
"Are you sure he's supposed to be the leader of this little motley crew?" The man in red dangled his feet off the arm of his seat. He seemed to care little about being in the presence of Xavier, or anyone for that matter. "Come on me Natey, let's get to the fun part!"
Little did he know, there was no fun part. Hollow eyes and splattered grey matter haunted his future.
"Wow. Someone's taking a course in melodramatic and BORING." He poked fun at words only he could hear, though nobody thought that it was strange that he was talking to and about a non-existent narrator.
Charles smiled and looked up at Bonny, his chair rolling over to her. "Please join us down stairs while your teammates fetch the final person joining this mission. Nathan and Laura will be happy to answer and questions you have at the moment regarding the current situation."