Wandering around the mansion, trying to keep herself entertained had become monotonous. She'd read. She'd watched TV. She'd gone to the gym. She'd eaten. She'd done her routines, and needed a change. Mention of training in the Danger Room had come up in the snippets of conversation Jeanne-Marie had incidentally heard while keeping to herself, and while it sounded like a fun idea, it wasn't something she was about to do alone. She didn't know how the Danger Room worked, and wasn't about to be the one who broke the damned thing.
Running out of things to do that were drawing her interest in any way, Jeanne-Marie gave up. She was heading back to her room when the draw of the Danger Room popped back into her mind. Sighing, she changed into her gear and headed down to the sub-basement, moving to the door leading to the control room. A red light was on above the door, but the door opened anyway, allowing her access. Moving slowly into the room, she saw Havok standing in what looked like something out of Congo. Smirking to herself, she headed into the training area, snugging her gloves onto her hands.
"Hey there." She smiled shyly, glad to have company to train with. She hadn't let herself get to know her teammates very well yet. Aurora was always the one who bonded with the team. Jeanne-Marie felt foreign in the environment, but knew that this was all a part of the recovery process. "Want company?"