[ the smile looks good on him; she's glad to see it. she can't remember the last time she'd smiled so freely herself and really meant it. one day. until then, she'll just have to keep making him smile instead. ]
She does. [ there's a pause there that's accompanied by the ghost of a smile and a hint of all the mischief she's capable of. it's only for a moment though, then she's answering him properly, reaching up with a bare hand to tuck away a wayward strand of white hair. ] I'm Rogue.
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She does. [ there's a pause there that's accompanied by the ghost of a smile and a hint of all the mischief she's capable of. it's only for a moment though, then she's answering him properly, reaching up with a bare hand to tuck away a wayward strand of white hair. ] I'm Rogue.