No answer was needed. Jean could see Anna's thoughts clearly, and she chose to act upon them. Scooting closer, she was soon between Rogue's legs. Wrapping her arms around the other girl's waist, she rested her head against the brunette's shoulder and hugged her.
"You do not have to restrain yourself from these things around me, Anna. This week is your chance to get all the hugs and simple touches you want. This isn't about just a good grade...it is also about making you happy."
Raising her head, her hands skimmed up over Anna's sides. Running inward over her shoulders, they swept up Rogue's neck to brush back the wet strands of brown and white hair from her friend's pretty face. Was she doing it right? Jean wasn't certain...she was more brainy then affectionate.