Jubilee began to tremble. Honest to god shaking. This was why she'd called Sam.

She was still clenching the bottle. Tears were blinding her, but she just kept going. "Michael Xavier is Magneto and I've known since the second he got here, and I've been trying to keep him happy because if I don't, he goes nuclear and the island goes with him. And even those that knew they think I'm protecting him." She looked up at him. "I'm not, Sam. If he tortured and killed Crowley there had better be a damned good reason behind it, or I'll turn him into the Voids myself. But if he doesn't have a safe space to retreat to, he'll create one and I can't run that risk."

A weak sniffle. "Because I like living." That last came out choked and weak. Tears were starting to fall and Jubilee hadn't even noticed them.