Rogue joined in with Kitty's laughter. "Well, either way, you're cool. Not like hanging out with a little kid at all." She was teasing and the expression on her face conveyed that, there was no malice in it at all. But then there was rarely malice in Rogue for any reason unless it was something very serious.
In an undoubtedly good mood now Rogue finished off her sandwich and just happened to look up and out of the window. When had it gotten so dark? Remembering the English essay she really should get a start on (which would mean cracking open that unread book), Rogue figured she'd better make a move. "I guess I better get back down to the boat house," she said to Kitty, "work to do and all."