Almost hard to walk. And a part of Rogue was tense being this close--but they were good at keeping her skin covered and his skin covered and the parts that were uncovered were far away from each other. Her hand came to rest on his opposite hip, still clutching the roses in against her with her free arm. "Good."
Clothes! New, fresh, clean clothes with no holes in them! She could get rid of a couple of things that were battered and torn to beyond recognition. "Something nice? Ah dunno where Ah'd keep it." Rogue said. But she was grinning. "C'mon, there's a strip mall down this way. Ah've seen a dress shop there."