Her green eyes widened to the size of the saucers as Lorna pushed forward, addressing the silver hared boy beside her. Jean rarely saw Lorna so upset; she was scary when she was angry. She glanced at Tommy and then the green hared woman, lips formed into a confused frown on her lips. Even before Tommy started to talking, she picked through her friend's mind, finding the knowledge and connection she sought. So apparently, Lorna had met Speed in New Orleans and they had a less then kind run in. If she saw anything else, the redhead didn't acknowledge it on her face. Her mind was rolling over the connection the college student had with Magneto.
"I know, she lives here." Jean smiled weakly, still slightly in shock about the aunt thing. Why didn't Lorna tell her? "I didn't know she had a nephew though." She sent a curious glance at the green hared girl...the name Tommy had called her was hard to match up with the image she had. Lorna was protective...but she had never been anything other then nice to Jean...when she wasn't locking her in a van of course.
"We could go to the Lake...that would be fine." She had a feeling that Lorna would probably jump in their way in about five seconds. Jean took the precaution of stepping between the two of them...she could push them apart if need be.