There was something to be said about telepathy as an ability. Sure, Warren’s wings were flashy and Scott’s eyes were useful, but with telepathy, there was something else entirely. It was like Betsy could feel every shift around her as it happened, if only because she could feel everyone else’s thoughts and sensations as they were one mind, giving her a complete view of the stadium. Not that it particularly came in handy when that was all she was doing, but it was good to know everything that was going on. As powerful as Betsy was, however, she had to particularly focus to be able to make any use of any of her abilities, and she knew that if anyone was going to be more savvy and figure out a bigger picture of this situation than her, it would be Jean. “Do you know if we got all the bombs yet?”