He listened to her story concerning New Orleans, nodding. He knew what it was like to be locked up. Although his definition was different than hers, they were the same in spirit. And he wasn't going back to that. He'd die first. "That sucks, but still. It's good you got some practical training in with your birdy side." He noticed her shyness wasn't going anywhere despite him trying to be more settled down. Hmm, how much more relaxed could he be? Ah well.
Speed watched the little flyer move. "Thanks. Don't worry I'm not with Doctor Doom." He teased as he stepped onto the mansion grounds. Her ability to fly, now that was impressive.
"Yeah." He smiled at her words while quickly running down the rest of that nights events with a micro second. "Although I ran into my Aunt. That wasn't pleasant. Bit of a bitch." After saying the B word, Tommy quickly eyed Jean awkwardly. He hoped a little foul language wasn't too upsetting. He thought about asking if she was religious, but was trying to score points here.