"I am sure Miss Munroe is doing the best that she can." he said with a touch of ... contempt? Maybe that. "But I doubt she is ready to inspire on a national level. Or an international one." he pointed out.
Max had no doubt in his mind who the true heir to the Leader of Mutantkind was. And Miss Munroe was not it.
Under his breath, he muttered something about lightning and large copper conductors.