Rogue knew that Tony had been busy dealing with things, and that none of it had been especially easy for him. She hadn't taken his absences personally, she'd just left little reminders that she cared about him - homemade muffins so he'd have something to eat that wasn't takeout, a little Rogue action figure she'd had commissioned by an artist to match an Iron Man one, a box of donuts left in his workshop.

Just because she understood didn't mean she didn't miss him, though. She did - desperately.

She was and wasn't surprised at the assortment of things left on her desk. It was Tony's style, after all, but it was still sweet. The contents of the envelope were the biggest surprise, and for half a minute she contemplated not going before she came to her senses. She missed him and this was obviously a chance to see him, so of course she'd go.

The school day dragged on forever, but she was early to her flight, bag in hand with a few days' worth of clothes for... whatever this was. Just in case.