She lets him, for now, frowning as she tries to understand. The fire roaring inside of her makes - well, a little more sense now, but -

"Why were you a Host in the first place? Where was Rachel? Hell, where was I, I should be..." Somewhere in there. She and the Phoenix aren't the same, but she knew where she'd go when she died; she knew the White Hot Room was waiting.

How could she let that happen to Charles, to Scott, to everyone?