Morro rarely participated in pow-wows pertaining to the group's physical situation. Or any, for that matter. She knew what was going on, for the most part, without having to pry. Without being under a thumb like Xavier's, it was a lot easier to acquire necessary information.
She was still in the dark, however, when it came to the black and white of it all - their next location. She supposed Magneto didn't know, himself.
When Sabretooth moved in his seat where he was lounging near Mystique and Toad, she turned her head to look at the entrance. Quicksilver was alone. Her eyes shifted from side to side and she stared blankly at the back of his shining hair. She wanted to hear the words from his mouth before she was forced to dive into his emotional baggage.