Rogue felt more at ease once they were a ways away from the prison. She briefly glanced over at Connor and she shook her head. "Nah, but go ahead and light up, I don't mind." She was used to Logan's cigars and that reminded her that she still had the cigar box Lucien had given her. She'd meant to give it to Logan but with everything going on, she understandably left it forgotten in her duffelbag. "I actually have some cigars back in the prison if you like them." Lucien had been right about them not running out so long as she only took out a few at a time, she had to test it out and see it herself after he'd told her that. It was kind of cool.
She pulled her coat a little tighter around herself as the wind kicked up but she didn't mind it. The cold air actually felt pretty good against her face. "How's Murphy?" She was honestly a little surprised he hadn't joined them since the twins usually stuck together. She looked over at Connor and watched him light up his cigarette. She really didn't mind the smoke but her gaze focused on the metal lighter in his hand. There was something niggling at the back of her mind at the sight of it but she couldn't quite place why.