She could see the mistrust written all over her face. She recognized it because it was a look she had been given by most of the X-Men. Her lip curled. She wasn't going to back down here. This was her choice, and she couldn't take the voices in her head. Magneto only seemed to want more from her.

"I know what you're capable of, Gambit." She crossed her arms. It's not like she hadn't seen it several times, relished in it even. But that wasn't her now. She stood opposite of him.

He was fast enough with the uncharged card. "You think I care about them?" Rogue tilted her head back. "Not even a little. You're destroyin' things just to do it. What point is there to make aside from givin'em more ammunition to fight with?" She retorted.