Rogue had been staring quite obviously at the younger Magnus as she followed him inside the study and only dropped her gaze, flushing brightly, when his eyes were suddenly on her and she realized, embarrassed, she had been staring at him openly. She hurriedly dropped herself into the nearest seat and folded her hands in her lap with a weak attempt to keep her gaze on his eyes and off his much changed appearance.
"Mornin'" she greeted quietly, "Its beautiful here. Ah' like it. A little hot for my tastes, but, well, nothin' you can do about that". She looked down at her gloved fingers, picking at the ends in silence before looking up again with a curious expression. "Did ya get a haircut or somethin'? You look different. Ah' mean in a good way-" she cut herself and decided it wasn't her place to say anything about appearance. Magnus was not as forgiving as Xavier.
Instead, she cleared her throat and began again. "Ah've kept myself out of trouble. Ah' was waitin for Mystique to get back, but ah' figured ah' might as well ask about what your plans are for me?" she finished and pulled her hood closer around her face.