Rogue leaned back against him, trying her best not to get too close--physically or emotionally--but she couldn't help it. He was very warm, and strong, and why did he have to smell so good? With his help they had the pieces cut, and she was ready for the next step.
"All right." She started arranging the pieces while he boiled the water. It didn't take her long, though she had to smush some to make them fit.