[Mutant and your lady bits are almost showing other universe's not-mother. Proud isn't the word Rogue would use for the latter descriptor.
There's that pang of empathy that runs deeper and more complicated than she'd like for the other mutant, the lack of recognition registering, which helps Mystique gain assistance from her. Feet back to the surface, Rogue moves to the other woman with a set jaw and a slight scowl to counter the worry in her focused gaze.]
Don't touch my skin. [She drawls roughly as she examines the wound, her gloved touch with one finger surprisingly gentle. Spoiler alert: she doesn't want to be gentle, but she's supposed to be better than that now.
It's tempting, though.]
Too bad you ain't able to make clothes we can use as a bandage. [This is where clothing comes in handy woman, and her eyes say as much as she easily tears off a sleeve of her jumpsuit.] You're gonna need stitches, but first we need to stop the bleedin'.
i know right? sorry not sorry she sounds racist af not-mom
There's that pang of empathy that runs deeper and more complicated than she'd like for the other mutant, the lack of recognition registering, which helps Mystique gain assistance from her. Feet back to the surface, Rogue moves to the other woman with a set jaw and a slight scowl to counter the worry in her focused gaze.]
Don't touch my skin. [She drawls roughly as she examines the wound, her gloved touch with one finger surprisingly gentle. Spoiler alert: she doesn't want to be gentle, but she's supposed to be better than that now.
It's tempting, though.]
Too bad you ain't able to make clothes we can use as a bandage. [This is where clothing comes in handy woman, and her eyes say as much as she easily tears off a sleeve of her jumpsuit.] You're gonna need stitches, but first we need to stop the bleedin'.