"Great, just what we need, company," I mutter under my breath, but den again, who knows? Maybe it is just what we need.

I'm not quite sure who I'm supposed to be addressing here, so I settle for facing Rogue, posture open, while I fill in de fake McCoy (what can I say? When it comes to Star Trek, I'm a purist) as best I can.

"She's havin' an... episode. It's to do wit' her powers."