Wicked bit her lip to keep from chuckling at Tabby's comment. She was about to respond when Morro spoke up. She glared at the back of her head before looking over at Tabby. Nodding in agreement. They both had their reasons for not wanting someone in their head, probably another reason why she had glared at the back of Morro's head. She didn't like any sort of telepath because of their potential invasion of her mind.
Of course, the glare was gone and replaced by a smirk as she watched Dominic walk up to Cyclops and ask if her were the bellboy. This was probably one of the reasons she enjoyed keeping company with the Brotherhood: they were quite humorous in their mannerisms and tended to be quite good at making fun of people. But what was the point of people being bad if they didn't make it known?
When Magneto started to introduce them all, Wicked lifted her head and stood up straighter, as if to be more dignified in her stance. She was proud of both her name and her affiliation with the Brotherhood, and she wanted to make sure that the people there knew it. She glanced over at Tabitha and gave her a small smile as Cyclops started to speak, amused that he'd used her real name. She preferred 'Wicked' but Bella also seemed to suit her.
She let out a sigh as she started walking towards Cyclops, her arms crossed and her eyebrow up in an irritated manner. She looked over to see how Tabby was taking the groupings and the implied learning about what they were going to have to do while they were staying here. She whispered out of the corner of her mouth at Tabby, "I think I might take my chances with the flesh-eaters." She smirked and lifted her head again, tempted once more to conjure her ghosts.