"'Course I did," she said, with a happy grin. "I missed you." She turned to Magneto, clasping her hands together and pleading. "So you'll let him out? Please? He'll be good. Whatever he did. You won't do it again, right?" She stage-whispered the last line to Pietro, but she was pretty cheerful in the belief that her 'friend' was going to be let out and then... well, then maybe someone would offer her a place to stay. That'd be nice.