Being pissed off at Magneto was a rather normal state of being, but she didn't expect many people were especially happy at the moment. She certainly wasn't. Right now she was feeling even worse than she had when they'd come in because in spite of what Fury had said to the contrary this was her fault and she was going to dwell on it. Nothing could help that as long as she was in this room laid up in bed. Until she got out and could help, to actually make sure things were getting back to normal and that people were healing and happy. She couldn't tell them this because she could hardly stand feeling sorry for herself; she didn't want to make other people suffer through it, too. She forced her smile back onto her face and said to Wicked, "I'm glad you're all right."