"Hey, hey," Peter said gently, darting around the desk and catching Rogue by the shoulder, making sure to touch cloth and no skin. He already had her ability, yes, but she didn't need all of his.
"It's not your fault," he said. "Not at all. And don't worry." This was directed at both of them now. "Soon as I get a little control over it, I can suppress it. Lock it away with all the others, and it won't bother me again."
And he would get control over it. Five years experience with over five hundred different abilities, he would make damn sure to get control of it.