[ 'look back?' — she whirls her head to peek over her shoulder and yes, there he stands. and there's something about his presence that made the butterflies in her stomach fuss in sheer excitement. although at the same time, she feels a little guilty for being so eager. rogue is grieving in so many ways for so many different reasons, and desperately seeking for male company might make her appear...well, a bit of a floozy. but she can't seem to help herself, and the nights have been excruciating and lonely ever since...

with bones now in front of her, she ends the call and tucks the phone back in her jacket pocket. and when he mentions visiting her home, the mutant blinks in a bit of perplexity as the warmth blossoms over her cheeks. he's... been out looking for her? why? how could he after all the things she had said, and what she believes they should all do regarding this whole mess? trying to not appear off guarded, rogue shifts her gaze down to their feet while folding her arms across her chest, smiling bashfully. ]

It was gettin' kinda stuffy. I ain't used to livin' in a small apartment. Hard for a gal to stretch her legs and feel cozy.