"I hope so," Ororo answered in a tone of voice that sounded much older and wearier than she had any rights to sound. She turned and offered Logan a small smile, reaching up to squeeze his hand. She was so tired. Unbelievably tired. She turned and simply leaned against Logan, walking with him in the direction of the door.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" She asked quietly, almost hesitantly. She was trying to break her old methods of coping, attempting to let Logan in.