"I don't think we should jump to conclusions," Bobby said, trying not to freak out at the thought that someone could be hunting them. "It's not like that anymore. You know that. I'm not saying it's not about us for sure, but it might not be." But John had made another good point. A mutant that could gauge other people's powers? He had never met one, but he wasn't entirely surprised by the notion that they existed. And there were psis, too. Hell, even someone with powers like Em's could potentially find them.

"We'll be careful. Take precautions. Be on guard until we know more," he said, hoping that might reassure John, even though it wasn't really reassuring him. "And we'll keep an eye on Em too, definitely. But...not overtly. I don't want her to think we don't think she can take care of herself, you know?" He knew he would be rather offended if someone started trying to babysit him. "If someone comes for any of us...we'll deal with it." He hated the thought of fighting again, of using his powers offensively, but if it came to it, he'd do it without hesitation. He'd trained as an X-Man. He could damn well take care of the people that mattered to him now, even if he wasn't playing hero anymore.