"No protection. Just a perfect weapon used for assassinations for whatever end they wished to achieve. Property of the Weapon X program. I'm not actually Logan's sister. I'm his clone," the teen explained, punctuating the statement by a distinct snikt! sound of her two wrist claws popping.
"I was grown in a lab and raised there." Snakt! The claws retracted. "I think it would be easier if I show you..." she suggested, but looked slightly apprehensive. She could easily rattle off the events of her life as if she were debriefing a mission, but it wasn't quite the same as seeing it through her eyes.
"The Emma Frost in my universe said it could not be, but perhaps the three of you can find a solution between you, working together." She did not answer the question about not wanting to hurt anyone. There were secrets she hadn't told anyone that would answer that question for them once they rummaged through her painful and incredibly uncomfortable memories.