[Forge notices Rogue's laboured breathing, notes the sea of ninja that doesn't look like it'll let up anytime soon. He frowns, sweat dripping in his eyes, and the weapon protruding from his arm switches out for a grappling hook. He grabs Rogue around the waist and, though he's strong enough to hold onto her even if she was struggling, he gives her a courtesy warning.] Hold on!
[The grappling hook sails into the rafters above them and finds purchase easily, metal sinking into the wood easily. The cable attached to Forge's arm begins to retract and they shoot up off the ground, arcing over the swarming Hand, clambering up on the ceiling beams easily once their ascent is complete. Forge dusts himself off, grappling hook returning neatly into his arm.] So, someones. You were saying?
HE'S LIKE FUCKING BATMAN. ONLY TALLER.
[The grappling hook sails into the rafters above them and finds purchase easily, metal sinking into the wood easily. The cable attached to Forge's arm begins to retract and they shoot up off the ground, arcing over the swarming Hand, clambering up on the ceiling beams easily once their ascent is complete. Forge dusts himself off, grappling hook returning neatly into his arm.] So, someones. You were saying?