After taking a moment to collect herself, Rogue popped the door open and stood on wobbly legs, taking deep breaths of the cool night air while leaning carefully against the open door. It helped... but only a little.

"I'm sorry, sugar," she apologized quietly, staring at the way his lights reflected off the fog. "I didn't know that... that would happen." She felt embarrassed by it all and also frustrated beyond measure.