Rogue watched the haunting figure leave and despite her show of defiance, the brunette let out a small, shaky breath.Her gaze shifted to the cajun beside her, meeting his fury red eyes with her own green ones. It was obvious that they knew eachother once...but Rogue never pryed. Her own past was not to be revealed...she doubted Gambit would ever respect her after that. Against her own judgement, telling her to keep distance, for the moment she simply slipped her hand into his own... "Why you always savin me? Don't ya think a girl can handle herself?" She asked lightly/