You couldn't sign with us then, we were not... compatible. The city did not permit it.

[ They are now, though, is the implication. Easy enough to infer, so Ororo doesn't spell it out.

In any case, they make it to a highrise before she can continue the conversation - and she pauses to take Jean's hand. ]

I live on the twenty-fourth floor. [ It's the only warning she gives before the wind rises around them and she lifts off, trusting Jean to follow. ]

Lucien and I keep at least one window open on our balcony.