Riata didn't give another look to Stryker, instead walking around the captive Professor sizing him up. "Work. Real job? Ring a bell? I said I'd play with your toys, get yoru answers, but I got a real life too and trust me, you can't match the benefits." Raising her head she flashed him a grin. She learned more from the bodies in the morgue then anything else, she honed her abilities and that was one of the things that kept her moving.
Once in front of him again she squatted down on the balls of her feet. "Little ones? What the hell, you after midgits now? Kinky." Taking a last drag she flicked the butt away and rubbed her palms along the thighs of her jeans. "Let's get started shall we? How about we get a physical on you?" Her hand snapped out and grabbed Charles' wrist. Heat, like a sunburn flowed up his arm, through his chest, and slowly filled him. "Hmmm, pretty good shape, might want to look into that heart problem you're developing there. Oh, oh that's going to be fun."