Mystique frowned at the girls and their line of questioning and was have trouble controlling her anger. If anyone of care to notice, a small cloud was beginning to form of her head.

"You don't have to be so pushy and why do you need to know about us any ways? It's not like you are a friend to either one of us. I doubt that you really care about us but what you could get from us. " Mystique spoke softly as the cloud grew larger.