Jean laughed at that. "I'm more of a book girl but I guess I could go along with some trouble. There's someone else around our age here, her name's Moana. She's from some kind of tropical island. She can do the survival stuff a lot better than I can. I'm not really good for much other than chores and the occasional moral support."

There was, of course, her mutation but Jean had tried to be quiet about that since the number of mutants in the village seemed to be rapidly dwindling. Pietro and Logan were both gone now. Who was next?