Passable. That sounded about right for what she was seeing. "I can understand that," Rogue said with a light laugh. "I usually cook and make everything myself, but sometimes it's nice to just let someone else do it and enjoy being around other human beings."

It was strange some days how Rogue craved both solitude and companionship, a holdover from her old caution with her powers combining with a new fear of just what people were capable of. But something made her trust Peggy, and so it was easy to sit there at the table with her, just having a normal conversation.