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...And also these.

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[For a long moment, the fire only crackles in the silence.

She had almost forgotten about that. The house - her room - hadn't, and it still resonated with all the emotions that she'd felt that day; her desperate determination, the unexpected companionship found between them once again, and then the betrayal...

In fact, Rogue had done her best to put that out of her mind, after Gambit had gone home and after this version of Remy had arrived... she wouldn't say that the experience hadn't colored how she'd seen him, but this Remy had won his own place in her estimation.

And from the way he wasn't quite looking at her, from the way his shoulders slumped, Rogue had a feeling he hadn't really enjoyed that particular memory.]

...so... that had ta be weird for ya. Ya alright?

[Oh yes, he wasn't alone here, it would had been better if he was. Or maybe not, maybe being caught in his own thoughts was the worse possible thing to have happen right now.]

Donno. [No covering it up, not right now, it all too raw to try and hide it immediately.] Really donno.

[She places her hands on the top of the shade and leans up on the shade to peer at him.]

Okay... fair enough. [What to even say?] Talk ta me.

'nd say what? [Remy lifted his head, a hand up and rubbing his eyes as he tried to refocus, pulling his pieces back together and throwing that mask up again, shielding both himself and her from what was underneath and wanting to get out. There was no point to letting it free, all it do was cause him pain, better to shove it back away.] That I don't blame ya for how ya been with me? That I get why it was so hard to call me by m' name while 'm still actin' like an ass to ya?

...was thinkin' more 'bout how you were doin'. [Pause a deliberate beat.] Remy. 'cause it looked like that made ya feel sick.

[And she hadn't... imagined that kind of reaction from him at all, even if she'd ever thought he'd ever learn about it.]

[He gave a slight chuckle, it sounding forced.] Just need to piece m'self back together, ya know how it be. [And he was sure she did, he had seen it, having to rebuild yourself in a way that was acceptable to the world.

He was Remy LeBeau, he was a prince of the Thief Guild, second in line. He was the best at the job he did, he was a brother, a son. He had done a lot of crap in his life, but he had a family that loved him and a purpose, even if it wasn't always a great one, it was the best option he had.

A few moments of silence and a roll of his shoulders, letting those darker thoughts be pushed aside for better ones, letting his ego and normal confidence take over and dominate anything else, he let out a breath and finally moved away from the storage system.] Think 'll take ya up on that drink now.

[...well, she'd offered to listen. She couldn't make him take her up on it, even if part of her didn't think that was very fair. After all, he'd had the reaction to her memory. She'd kind of like to know what he was thinking.

Rogue withdrew back toward the center of her coals.]

Go ahead. Drinks are on top, food's on the bottom.

Merci. [Maybe after a couple of drinks, maybe once he could talk about what he felt and how he reacted after he could take a couple of steps back from it, not be so involved or caught up in it.

Stepping over to the and reaching for the alcohol, Remy reconsidered that and instead set up the coffee maker to brew up a cup or two for him. Ok, maybe a mix, adding a bit in to Irish it up his cup before he moved back to the armchair.] Merde, like how m' brother makes his coffee...

[There is, sadly, absolutely no affect attached to the drinks. If he'd had some of the food, on the other hand, that miiiiight have been a different story. Maybe later, she hopes. Rogue actually really doesn't mind the food affect.]

There's some chicory in the drawer, if ya wanna add it in for next time.

[She's just saying.]

Thanks Rogue.

[Sitting back in the chair with his drink, it didn't take too long before Remy started to drum his fingers against the side of the mug and a foot started tapping against the ground, feeling a little penned in now after that episode and now cautious about touching anything else.]

So, [He tried after a few moments.] Sounds like ya got more of an idea behind this all than I do. Don't tell me this is a normal thing, 'cause I don't remember if it's happened before.

I don't think it's normal. [A shrug.] Think it's got somethin' ta do with bringin' us all up on the ship again in the first place. Dunno how much you're gonna remember, come mornin'.

[Another shrug.] I haven't remembered much. Just when I'm in here.

So ya had others thought here at night? [Wait, that meant they were in a dream world? A dream world made up of their own memories and emotions. Ah crap, did he have one? Not good.]

Uh... don't suppose ya been in my one, have ya? [Please say no, please sat no.]

[The fire shakes its head.]

If I have, I don't remember.

[Tilting her head.] But ya shouldn't worry if I do end up there. After all, it won't be anythin' that doesn't get pumped into my head any time we touch.

[A raised brow at that, as while Remy always had a clue that Rogue got information from others, he wasn't sure how in depth it was. That could be concerning, but then again, if she knew what he knew there was no way she would want to be friends with him.] Thought ya just got a basic scan of them, just what they were thinkin' at the time.

Nah, that's just what sticks first. [Leaning little fire elbows casually on the edge of her glass screen.] It's not so simple, really. Wish it was.

[She'd thought he understood how it worked. Hadn't he known enough to get her to go down and help him out with that whole mess with his dad?] Ya know everyone I touch stays inside my head, right?

Yeah, I do, just was never sure how 'ndepth it was.

[Leaning back in the chair Remy spoke about something he wouldn't normally share. But this, well, he might not remember any of this, or her. And... it was Rogue, the closest connection he had to their world.] Back when I worked for Mag's there was a whole bunch of 'nformation on ya'll, ya abilities, powers, everything. Those... that gave an idea to what ya could do, but after seein' what ya done in Luceti, what ya say now, it didn't really scratch it. [A bit of a chuckle, kind of bitter.] Then again, kinda hard to sum it all up in a line or two.

It figures.

[Thanks, Mystique.

She tilts her head and decides to explain, because it's... new, the way she understands her powers. It's new and it's... well, it's not like she has to be afraid of telling him.]

It's like... a downloaded file, I guess. The surface thoughts, anythin' I'm lookin' for in particular, a person's powers... they're all there, right on top, like clickin' an icon or insertin' a picture. But the whole file's still there. How easy it is ta access depends on how much I take... an' a bunch of other things.

...but it ain't like I try ta find out what's goin' on, either.

[There was a nod of his head as he took in the information, between sips of his coffee, sorting it out and comparing it to what he already knew and events he had seen with Rogue using her powers.] Ya go makin' me curious 'bout how much m' voice lets ya know now. [He hoped for once he kept his mouth shut, no need to be letting Rogue in on the types of thoughts and memories that were stuck in his head.]

[Well, she supposes that's fair enough...]

Funny thing 'bout that... most of my psyches didn't come with me, here. S'like my brain almost got wiped clean again. [And... if only.

But yet, she is not so sad, in one quiet little mad corner of her soul, to carry the memories of her family with her in this way. To always remember them.]

Ya ain't in my head at all anymore. ...except for now, I guess.

That gotta be nice for ya. [And certainly a surprise, then again the idea of Rogue snapping in such a confined space and with no one on her ship that could really help with the situation or had experience with it... yeah, that could go bad fast.] Considerin' the power restriction be gone here.

It does make things a lot easier.

[So many things, you've no idea.

And of course... having her powers back to full strength had been disorienting at first, but it had actually made integrating the few psyches she had left a lot easier... although... maybe that was also helped by the fact that there were so few. They were thoroughly a part of her now. They couldn't be moved. Not even the knife next to Remy, or the hurricane lamp he'd previously held onto, or even that shadow in the corner. They were hers, and her responsibility now.]

[Remy gave a glance around the room, piecing together what she said to the surroundings.] That it that why the room so clear, hein? [Once he knew he was in her head he had expected it to be more cluttered, maybe a bit more chaotic.]

[The fire shrugs.]

Maybe. I've never thought of my mind this way before.

[But it is part of the reason. After all... the wind was outside now.]

Let's put it down to our hosts then, non? [Remy finished his drink as he said this, standing to return it to the refreshment cupboard for now.]

Ya just stuck in there chere or ya got some control over the room 'round ya?

[Very dryly:] I'm a fire. Ain't like I'm gonna try climbin' out and risk settin' the whole place ta burn.

[Oh, the symbolism. The irony. She's oblivious.]

You should have somethin' ta eat while you're over there. [A small smile.] You'll like it.

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