Rogue smiled at the correction, she almost told him to call her Anna, but thought better of it. Anna Marie was not someone she would ever want to be again...Rogue was hard enough to deal with.
At being invited to the Marauders, the brunette's smile widened. She already felt strangely as if she was, her fingers absentmindly touching the choker around her slender neck. It was becoming more and more a part of her lately. She found herself almost glowing with the compliment of being valued on the team. As long as he seemed pleased with her...looked on her with those eyes...