The only reason she was still at the school tonight, besides her respect for Charles Xavier, had just walked into the room and was talking to her in French. She rolled onto her back to look over at him. This whole thing had done a number on her. She wasn't physically hurt, in fact she was in terrific health. But the Professor had to go box up a part of her mind, and put Carol's personality in there. Rogue had never been through such a crazy telepathic procedure before.
She wasn't wearing her gloves. It felt... conspicuous. "Remy?" She asked, wondering why he was here.