[Though she didn't need the lesson, Rogue had watched Ragnar's lesson and helped where she could, not one to sit back lazily while there's still work on the docket. The impressions she gleaned earlier from their hike were solidified further, and she trusted him more after observing him interact with the cadets.
His response pulled her attention back to him, eyes flicking down to the jerky, uncertain of whether she wanted any. The mutant knew she should eat, but didn't have much of an appetite, likely due to the exhaustion. Absently, she pressed a hand to her stomach, where the scythe had pierced her straight through, eyes becoming distant again.] Thinkin' 'bout home. [About the fact that she likely died and this was some weird afterlife or in between place.] Ah just arrived. Don't know what to make of everythin' yet.
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His response pulled her attention back to him, eyes flicking down to the jerky, uncertain of whether she wanted any. The mutant knew she should eat, but didn't have much of an appetite, likely due to the exhaustion. Absently, she pressed a hand to her stomach, where the scythe had pierced her straight through, eyes becoming distant again.] Thinkin' 'bout home. [About the fact that she likely died and this was some weird afterlife or in between place.] Ah just arrived. Don't know what to make of everythin' yet.