Rogue wasn't oblivious to the fact that she was more than a little self-involved sometimes but it hadn't yet rendered her completely oblivious to the emotions that were shown on a person's face or evident in a person's tone. She heard Kitty's confusion and felt sympathy for her. Problem was she hadn't had a much better time of it when she was Kitty's age and it hadn't gotten any better since then; from her experience she had no hope to offer Kitty.
"It's not so bad," she answered with a smile, thinking back on when she had first left home. Back then she had been dealing with the fresh trauma of thinking she'd killed a guy and that had weighed on her mind far more than if she was safe in whatever cheap motel room she had rented or even where her next meal was coming from. Even as she'd begun to recover from said trauma (at least as much as she ever would) safety had never been a main concern for her; she knew she could disable someone with a touch if it came to it. Actually her main worry had been whether she would accidentally kill someone. She couldn't recall ever worrying about the things that would probably be 'normal' issues for a teenage runaway.
For a few long moments Rogue was unsure of how she would answer the second question posed to her but she joined the younger girl in grinning as Kitty remembered that she hadn't introduced herself. Truthfully it hadn't occured to Rogue to introduce herself, she didn't do so often. Still she realized that it was of those normal, human things and didn't put up a fight in giving her name. "I'm Rogue, pleased to meet you." Of course, it wasn't her actual name but it was as real as anything else thesedays.
She didn't know how much Kitty or anyone else knew about the boat house, or Wolverine for that matter, so she kept it casual. Rogue was far from open about a lot of things but it could be understand. "I stay down in the boat house, I'm kind of easing back into this whole school experience."