He couldn't help but huff a small laugh at her words. It wasn't that he was trying to make light of the situation, but the thought crossed his mind that yes, it really had been a good birthday. One of the best. Not just because of the sex, although that was a big factor. But it had been a good day, and he'd had very few of those, lately. And of the ones he'd had, a fair amount had included Rogue.

"Thank you," he said softly. He meant more than just her words, he meant all of it: the picnic and food from today, and just the joy she'd brought him. If they'd had to, he could live without the sex; he wasn't sure what he'd do if he had to live without Rogue.