He'd felt sure, the moment that Rogue had taken to the stairs that this was it. That everything was fixed and they could move forward, as if nothing had happened, as if things were just like they had been. It's not until she falters with her words that his grin starts to slip away - and in the blink of an eye it's gone.

Tony's never been great at hiding his emotions, especially not around Rogue, so when his shoulders slump, and he feels he - he knows she'll have seen too. Of course, the fact that she can barely look at him says more than enough.

"Rogue." He clears his throat, sucks in a breath and reaches out - gripping her hand, even if she won't turn to look at him. He just needs her attention.

"I'm sorry, and we need to talk, and--" pause. "I've missed you."