No, Rogue wasn't able to bolt, but it didn't mean she didn't think about it. Watching the gates open, she eyed the person suspiciously. Boxes that 'guide' them? She really didn't like this now. She felt like some little mouse looking for cheese in a maze. Her first instinct was to run. To run fast and run far, but Lotte was far too happy about this. She did tell her she would have her back. Maybe she should only stay for a little while then? Rogue, however, wasn't too into the whole splendor but was practically arguing with herself in her own mind. Not the kind that other folks would be used to either.
Walking inside, she put up a cheesy grin for Lotte, trying to pretend to enjoy this as well, but wondering what this was all about really? Wondering for the other shoe to drop. Her whole body was practically on alert and she could not help that. All she could do was try to do her best to at least seem like she was enjoying things as much as her friend, right?