Toad shook his head at Rogue. He wasn't followed. No one would ever follow him where he went.
After the immediate feeling that nobody here liked him, Toad mostly remained quiet, standing there, arms wrapped around himself and not wanting to be involved. Until, of course, he heard about this rescue. The man with the metal. The Savior had tortured him in the square. They wanted him. This wolverine. Metal tells no lies.
He mumbled a little to himself. "Eyes. Eyes are everywhere and unblinking."
"No eyes in the tunnels. Dark there. Safe there." He whimpered a little to himself, entirely forgetting other people were there. "Metal Bones is watched by many eyes."