Rogue is sitting in the back of the plane, her head spinning a bit still. Nothing more or less than she deserved, though, all considered. If she needs to ferry people to the ground, she can do that. Right now, she's just taking a bit of a breather while she has the chance.
"Ah'm fine. My head is spinnin' a bit still but Ah'll be okay." A smile is given to Siryn, meant to be comforting. "Are we headin' down? Do they need us to go down ahead?"
Siryn looks up at the cockpit, then out the windows, obviously judging how Cyclops is flying. "I think he's fine, now that no one's shooting us at the moment."
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