[ The mention of abilities don't seem to faze her at all - and until corrected, Ororo's going to assume this woman is a mutant, just like her. Out of sorts, lost, not just because they don't know where they are, but because their mutations aren't working as they should.

She shakes her head. ]

It does feel like a trap, a particularly well-crafted one. They've hampered my abilities as well - surely a bid to keep us right where we are.

[ She looks back behind them and up to the manor looming above them menacingly. ]

I've heard that the house itself is always watching.