"Charles told us there were two kids in there." Pointing into the dilapidated building only a few metres away, Logan's eyes focused on the structure -- on pinpointing its entrances, its exits, and how to get in and out as quickly as he could.

"We got a Sentinel over there." He pointed elsewhere to a grey figure standing atop one of the few buildings still standing. "My idea is...

"I run like hell in there, and if the Sentinel ever notices my dumb ass is doing anything, you use your powers to keep it from moving. Alternate between weathers, and hold each one as long as you can so it doesn't learn how to adapt quick enough that you run out of moves."

Only then did he look at her. "How's that?"