'Ro was really tempted to start a small raincloud to put out his cigar, not for any reason other than to be petulant. To be right about something. And it was well known she was a walking smoke detector around the mansion. But right here, right now, she didn't see the point.
"If we went to where John and Bobby met, do you think that would do any good?" Ororo would reach for anything at this point. Because if Logan couldn't get a scent to follow here, and Charles couldn't get a psychic read, then they'd just have to search by hand, and the boys could be anywhere.
She knew the question was going to be a no, though, so she turned her head slightly and offered a bitter smile. "What, no smoke for me?"