Rogue wasn't one to stick her nose into other people's business. This was mostly because she didn't want them to go nosying around in hers. However, it was hard for one not to notice the sound of breaking plaster and metal. Narrowing her eyes, the brunette slipped around the corner and collided with the fuming cajun. She felt back a pace, steadying herself on the wall.
Body posture and curled lip was enough to let Rogue know that Remy was pissed off and that she might want to avoid him. Could it possibly be father and son bonding gone wrong? From behind him, she could see a trace of pale skin and dark hair. He had pissed Sinister off? That would be a first, mostly she figured that was her job. Rogue was always doing something wrong hence the reason her heart had been removed. "Wow, did you really manage to piss him off?"