"I'm fine," Bobby admitted, surprised. "There was like, a tingle? But nothing. Maybe I just imagined it?" Bobby wasn't quite sure how to describe the sensation, obviously. "Are you okay?" Perhaps she had actually absorbed something from him, which a part of him worried about. Would she know all his dark secrets? About his facades? His troubled relationship with his parents? His ... uh ... private Bobby times?
"Okay, okay. Let's give this a shot." Bobby shook out his arms and then went Iceman, outstretching a hand for Rogue. "If I feel funny or anything, I'll break contact. Totes safe."