[If there is a difference, Rogue isn't sure she sees it. She tilts her head slightly to the side in thought, regarding him closely and finding herself unable to read his expression. But he took her hand, and she let him hold it, and that was something.
Another moment's thought and then, simply:] Both, I think.
[The faintest flicker of a smile, almost a trick of the light on her face.] Ya gotta stop askin' me complicated questions.
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Another moment's thought and then, simply:] Both, I think.
[The faintest flicker of a smile, almost a trick of the light on her face.] Ya gotta stop askin' me complicated questions.