Bobby was quiet for the most part during the flight. Sitting in the chair buckled in, he was reminded of the time when Rogue flew out of the jet and was rescued by Kurt. A good ending to a horrific happening. He gave Nightcrawler a small smile, of course the purple man didn’t really know why.
That flight was certainly one to remember. For barely a minute, he thought the love of his life was dead. Of course Rogue wasn’t even on this mission, but she was definitely a distraction. Clearing his throat and sitting up a little, he did his best to wipe his mind and think about the advice and instructions given to him.
“Apart from stories and legends, why don’t we discuss the mission? Does anyone have any idea what we’re going to encounter? I mean…do you think there are even any normal humans left?”