[Rogue's not far behind. She towels the sweat from her face and throat. Drinks some water, and heads for the weights herself.
She's in the middle of a set of arm curls when it clicks. The silence was comfortable. There was no tension or pressure to fill it. There was no expectations beyond just this. Rogue had been on a team with her mother before, but it hadn't been like this. She'd been waiting for the other shoe to drop with Mystique, and even with the expectation, had been knocked flat. And then worse. But this was different. This felt almost like being back home with a member of her own team. The realization baffled and pleased her, and she smiled to herself.]
[Gym Spam]
She's in the middle of a set of arm curls when it clicks. The silence was comfortable. There was no tension or pressure to fill it. There was no expectations beyond just this. Rogue had been on a team with her mother before, but it hadn't been like this. She'd been waiting for the other shoe to drop with Mystique, and even with the expectation, had been knocked flat. And then worse. But this was different. This felt almost like being back home with a member of her own team. The realization baffled and pleased her, and she smiled to herself.]