Wolverine was never fond of dealing with Magneto. He may have rescued him from his forced participation in the Weapon X program and the restoration of his mind, but Magneto was a megalomaniac hell bent on world dominated by mutants with him as their emperor. What really ground his gears was that he was next to useless against with his Adamantium coated bones.
Talon was angry and in desire of revenge for the death of her father and all her friends. She didn't care what Magneto was capable of she was going to put her claws through his face no matter who or what got in her way. She had dreamt of nothing but that since she discovered who was responsible.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll get the transpo ready." He ducked out of the room. He grabbed Talon as he departed. "I know what you want to do Magneto. At the moment you have no chance, Magneto would wipe the floor with you and he wouldn't even break a sweat. You could do it but it would require working in tandem with someone willing to be guilty of murder along with you. Our fellow X-Men do not have what it takes. I am willing to help but we both have the same problem, how do we get around his master of magnetism."
They reached the hanger and Wolverine began the checklist.