[She leans back and tucks a strand of hair behind an ear in an unknowingly familiar gesture and smirks.] Ya have your moments.
[And then Rogue takes a sip of her whiskey. Her message delivered, the ball's in his court.
...although she will admit, to herself, that she's curious about this version of his younger self... and whatever version of her own younger self there is as well.]
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[And then Rogue takes a sip of her whiskey. Her message delivered, the ball's in his court.
...although she will admit, to herself, that she's curious about this version of his younger self... and whatever version of her own younger self there is as well.]