There were worse things to be embarrassed about, so she wasn't. She'd live, take it out on some lowly idiot if she felt so inclined to let out any pent up anger about today's partially-failed mission and what she imagined Magneto saw as small penance for her failure, even if that did take form of spit-up. Mostly, Regan just wanted a drink. All that aside, the child was no longer her problem, and she could walk away relieved, acknowledging Magneto's instructions with a tight smile before she turned away, passed Rogue a look, and left the study.