She growled faintly, unsurprised he knew a rough idea of her past. If they did enough research to hunt her down, they had to know somethings. "Well, look who's a posturing hypocrite, killing mutants to save mutants." Now she shifted her voice for Pyro's, the sneering nasal tone easy with her current mood. "Please, like I'd be anything more than obedient fodder for your plans. You wouldn't trust me with anything important, would you?" holding onto a pipe, she did the math in her head, how long she had between jamming the pipe in the elevator doors and how fast he'd cross the hall to grab her before she got out. The pipe slammed in between the doors and she wrenched to pry them open.