Jean shivered, listening to the silver hared boy's questions. She smiled at the thought of her 'family' in the team she was on. She was lucky to have so many people to cover her.
" It's nice, it's like you have a family. People you can talk to and they kind of know how you feel." She tucked strands of red behind her ear. "Alot of pressure to always be right though." She looked down, remembering how she fried the people in this very city.
At the question of Magneto, Jean shrugged. It would be easy to say that it was because of just being a X-Men, but that wasn't true. "Only when he could possibly endanger humans, then we act." She slipped her hands into the pockets of her jeans.