"Sugar, it's been a long time since I felt comfortable enough with someone to let 'em get this close. You keep right on doin' what you're doin'. I'd be lyin' through my teeth if I said I didn't like it." Funny how just a little while ago she'd felt awkward around Remy. Maybe it was the safety of being in her own home, maybe the warmth of the fire, maybe the sharing of real conversation, but she spoke the truth now about being comfortable with him.
"Maybe we just head out when we feel like it, stop when we need to and wherever we want to. Really don't matter to me, so long as we get there before 2011." She'd never been on a real road trip before. All her traveling and definite and immediate purpose. To drive up and not have to worry too much about a deadline would be something new. "You just tell me when you're ready, an' I'll throw some stuff in a bag an' go." Even though tomorrow was Christmas, she'd call her landlord and let him know what was going on. Maybe she'd call him tonight if she remembered. It wouldn't be fair to just up and leave without giving him some kind of warning.
Instead of pulling her hand back, Rogue let it stay where it was. Since gaining the ability to touch people again, she marveled every time at how healing a simple touch could be. Now that she knew these moments could be limited, they meant a whole lot more. "Before I got the cure an' I touched people..." She shook her head, grimacing. "I would inevitably hurt them. My first boyfriend was in a coma for three weeks because my powers kicked in for the first time when I was kissin' him." With her free hand, she tapped the side of her head. "I still feel him in here, even after almost ten years. I know it's not really him because it all wears off after while, the absorbed powers, the memories. But it's like my brain refuses to let go."
Returning her gaze to Remy, she gave him a sad smile. "Ro said when the cure wears off it's like mutants get all their abilities back and they're on crack. I'm paraphrasin', of course. I can't ever picture Ro sayin' crack. But...I don't know. Before I had a second or two of grace time, where nothin' would happen if I touched someone. When this thing wears off, I don't know what will happen."