Remy pulled his hand back after a moment, red and black eyes moving over to Carol. It was a little hard to focus on the other girl, but from what he could see, she definitely didn't look too good. "Merde," he said under his breath - though again not as soft as he'd hoped.
He looked back to Rogue. He felt a little weird, her without gloves, him without his - they got in the way of poker. There was a noticeable lack of a grin on his face. "She gon' be a'right? Ya gon' be a'right?"