Mags nodded. "I guess that makes sense," she said, focusing on the plates in front of her. All three of them lifted up and floated to the sink, gently being set down inside of it.

A red-haired telekinetic at Xavier's? That was run of the mill.

Mags leaned back in her seat and stretched, raising her arms above her head.

"Sorry," she added. "Sometimes I just don't feel like getting up."