Rogue's gaze flickered to the fresh bruise on his cheek and than to the boy still dancing around the ring with gusto. He couldn't even touch her, but she didn't plan on proving anything tonight. The last thing she needed was to alert even more people that she was a mutant and cause trouble. Rogue had enough of that over the last few monthes to last her lifetime and a half. No, she wanted to keep her nose out of trouble if she could and fly straight. Well, as straight as you could working for Sinister.
At his next question, Rogue arched an eyebrow, expression shifting to curiousity as he asked her something she had heard way to often. For a moment she debated walking out instead of answering, but deciding the latter would be suspicious and arouse more questions, the brunette decided to answer. "No, just once and awhile..."