[Okay, wow. Great job, Rogue. This was something that clearly still had its hooks in him, and she'd stepped in it. Rogue glanced away from the cliff to where he was retreating, the really, really creepy scientist side of the room.]

Alright. You're right. I don't.

[But she didn't leave it there - she stepped after him, following his bloody footprints.]

I just know what this place makes me feel - it makes me feel afraid. The kinda fear that makes me wanna curl up, or run. I don't need ta be in this space ta feel that kind of fear. I know it way too well for that.

[So, yes. She owned to fearing like this, owned it freely. He was showing her it, she wasn't going to hide it from him either.] An' I ain't gonna make any call on what ya should or shouldn't be ashamed of in your past. But I do know... [and now reaching up to take hold of his flickering shoulder, even from behind. If she can grasp on, she will, if not she will very carefully let her hand hover there while doing her best not to pass right through him.]

...whatever it is, or was, ya don't have ta face it alone. Lord knows, I've got my own sins. [Talk to her when you're a matricide, buddy.] An' I'd have drowned in them, if I'd been left alone. An' I'm tellin' ya now, you don't have ta be.