Rogue went still, her head tilting a bit to the side and laughter bubbling forth once more. "I'm a big girl, Petey," she assured him. "I can handle it." Another step closer - testing the boundaries - she eyed his hand. "Besides," she giggled, "you won't hurt me. I'm one of the good guys, remember? You start turning on your teammates..."
She shook her head, clucking her tongue a few times. "It sure wouldn't be very smart of you, now would it? Why, it might even make people start to question you and we can't have that." Another step, she was so close now she could almost reach that raised hand of his. Just a few more inches and she'd have it...