Alex follows Wagner onto the jet, stowing her limited luggage in the overhead compartment before finding her badge.  With a smile (that she tries desperately, but failingly to suppress) she takes the badge and other information over to one of the comfortable chairs and waits for the others to enter and get settled.  There really wasn't much for her to read in the mean time, but having something that smacked of identity again seems to act as a balm for her.  Something that identified her as a being rather than a project.  She simply curled up with the badge and looked it over in fine detail, turning her MP3 player up a bit and swaying her head to the beat only she can hear.