Rogue was having more fun than she'd had in years just watching him flounder around the conversation. It was a bit like watching a train wreck; she could see him approaching the disaster area but he just kept right on barreling toward it. The ensuing crash was pretty hilarious, at least, though he probably didn't see it that way.

By the time he'd finished fumbling through the string of words, she could barely keep her face straight and had to bite her lip pretty hard to not burst out in giggles again. His very endearing offer of a way out of the conversation was what got to her in the end, though. "Oh sugar," she said between a wave of chuckles, "why on earth would I back out of this conversation when it's one of the best I've had in a long time? I mean, really, it's been ages since I made a guy verbally fall over himself."

Taking a sip of punch to try and calm herself down, she still beamed at him as she offered a sort of olive branch. "So aside from being completely adorable and having a heart of gold, what's your story?" It was a fairly open question, leaving a number of avenues for him to pursue and steer the conversation in a direction that would hopefully be a little easier for him.