[Rogue tugged a little on the fine gold chain around her neck. The large emerald pendant that hung from it was currently tucked inside her shirt, but talking about experimentation made her want the physical comfort of holding it. She tugged it out of her relatively (for her) modest neckline and rolled it between her fingers.]

That's why they keep us in the enclosures. There are a whole bunch of them. Just about everyone with this world with small wings was yanked in here at one point or another; big wings mean they were born here. There's a whole story there too but for now -- experiments. The official story is that they're tryin' to master the 'Shifts' that brought us here, but I think they're just sick in the head. Don't worry, though - they're not usually the kind that put you on the lab table. It's been things like... thought bubbles, or love experiments, or... makin' us think we're someone else.

[It wasn't exactly comforting, but she knew what mutants thought of when they heard experimentation. She thought it was important that he knew it wasn't usually like that. Not unless the Rogue Malnosso got you.]