Bonny did not get involved in all of the punching and fighting. While the rest seemed rather skilled at fighting and dispatching enemies, Bonny… well, was not. When guards were visible down the hall, she intentionally hung back and let someone else engage in combat, trying not to look at all. It was kind of odd, being the only one without some form of combat skill, but in the end things worked out just fine. 

  She poked her head into the room last, slipping inside once everything was in the clear. Only one person was in the room, and they looked pretty important. Booker acted quickly to prevent any backup being called (with a rather cool looking mutation to boot), and it was hardly any time before the target was immobilized and caught. Nice, things were going pretty smooth already. She heard Emma speak before feeling the telepath wrap her arms around her, and Bonny gave a simple nod in understanding before everything went black. 

[i]The world spun back into focus in an unknown amount of time, and for a second Bonny thought that she had woken up again. It took the wall closing up on its own to show that she was, in fact, dreaming- to her, it simply felt like she was observing the room from where she was. She chalked up her ability to see the events around her to Emmas telepathy, and left it at that. 

  Although she couldn’t chime into the conversation at that point, she listened to the best of her ability. Up until Cable mentioned “When this man dies”. Bonny looked around the dreamscape she was in, trying to find Emma before just giving up and speaking to the air. Maybe she’d hear her. “Uh, did I hear that right? ‘When this man dies’? I thought we were on a ‘no murder spree’ here. Like, none.” The worst they’d done was just beat up a few people, right…? They weren’t- heck, she wasn’t going to have blood on her hands from involvement. [/i]