"Talk to Mrs. Grey-Ramsey, Mr. Ramsey, or Sage," Mags nodded. "Or Topher, or one of the other Xavier lifers." She'd been there long enough to know who to go to when you needed something. "One them should be able to help." She sat down across from Brianna and waited a moment, wanting her sandwich to cool a little before eating it. "The night, if that. I'd like to spend as much time with my dad as possible before I go home, you know? I never get to see him as much as I'd like to."

Mostly, Matt had sent Mags to Connecticut to keep her safe from everything, and while that had worked, it also meant that Mags didn't see her father as much as she'd liked to. Not the greatest feeling when you didn't know which supervillain would be the one to finally kill your dad during a fight gone wrong.

"I mean, I'm sure you guys know how that is, living here. Unless your parents are senior X-Men?"