[This wasn't the same Rogue that Remy had kidnapped. This was a veteran of five Luceti drafts, a girl who had for a little while been the Oldest X-Man In Charge, and someone who was finally, finally coming to terms that she might be of value in spite of her skin. This wasn't a side of her she liked to show often; when responsibility wasn't terrifying, it still sucked. But with Logan, Scott, and Kitty gone... it was important not to hide anymore. So her response was a little sober, echoing with her remembered isolation.]

Everybody needs somebody else. [She shook her head then and smirked a little.] Even if it's someone else to do some decent cookin'. Bring whatever ya like, just make sure there's plenty of it.