Of course they had questions, she expected as such. And there was no point in hiding anymore, since it would hinder her point. Ryder would [i]not[/i] allow them to return her to Umbra. She didn't particularly want to kill anyone, as that would likely attract more attention and more pressure from Umbra by extension, but Ryder would not hesitate to shred apart every single atom in both of their bodies if it suited her goals. They would not stand in her way, so she had to scare them as much as possible to dissuade that notion, if it did exist. 

She skipped over Xavier's question, because Ryder didn't really care enough to explain how someone got his DNA. If he didn't know how the hell someone got it, then maybe he should've used his fancy psychic brain to sort that out himself. No, instead she paid attention to Scott's question, since that was a bit more relevant.

[color=00ffff]"I broke out today because I was looking for an excuse to. You being there meant it would make my little spectacle [i]that[/i] much more difficult, because then that insufferable prick, Becker, would have to waste his time silencing you fuckers. Less time to go after me, more spent covering his ass when I make him look bad in front of "visitors." You just made for a decent distraction, that's it. It made it more convenient, so I wouldn't have to waste brainpower and concentration [i]completely[/i] breaking the system."[/color]

From the nearby tree, the basket of stolen things floated down into Ryder's hands. All the stuff inside drifted out, and she opened up the laptop to fool around with it. It, along with the phone, miraculously came to life without charged batteries. She started typing away on the keyboard, though she didn't bother explaining since the screen was turned away from them. Knowing her, it was probably something dangerous.

[color=00ffff]"I'm not going back. So you can leave me the hell alone."[/color]