Paige Elisabeth Guthrie (country_mouse) wrote in no_good_deed, |
Paige nodded once, letting him know she got the whole message. The number wasn't to be given out unless it was a dire emergency. She had handled a lot worse, and well, an extra hand was always welcome, even if he wasn't there. Though she did wonder... when she dialed the number (because she was sure she'd have to eventually) would he be fast enough to get there before it was all over?
Hearing people heading in their direction, Paige noticed Logan nod towards the garage and followed him silently. There was a lot to think over, a lot to process. While she had no doubts about Logan's ability to take down Erik Lensherr, she had a few about his speed. Could a man his size, with an adamantium skeleton, be able to move fast enough should he be needed? Paige certainly hoped so.
"Alright. So I just call you and you come runnin' like some knight on a '57 Triumph?" she asked, curiously, wanting to make sure that was how it was going to happen. "Or when I need some training under my belt?" She certainly hoped to get the chance to study his adamantium. If she could study it, she could figure out how to mimic in perfectly when she needed to husk something.