It wasn't in Rogue to kill so easily, especially not now. She'd seen too much needless death to willingly take a life herself, unless it truly came down to her or them.

She did the same with her own hair, trying to dry it while working through the new tangles that had formed, and smiled at his question. "I'll stay here," she decided, putting away her towel and retrieving the robe she had used while staying with him before.

As she slipped the robe over her shoulders, she asked him, "What will your crew think when they find out about us?" She didn't know if or what he would tell them, but they would notice when his hair changed after they took that step.