Rogue was proud of herself that she only paused for a moment at his words, watching him work on his hair with a hesitant expression. After his explanation of no one bathing alone, she'd figured this would come up eventually during their time together - he was nothing if not practical, and this was the only practical way to go about things.
Not that she was entirely comfortable with it, but a bath sounded completely amazing, water was scarce on the ship, and it wasn't as if he was going to try anything. Todd had been nothing short of a gentleman with her, aside from trying to kill her to save himself and kicking her ass in the arena. But she understood the reason for the former and she'd asked for the latter, so really, perfect gentleman. Besides, touching her skin would kill him. So she ignored the seething protests of certain other less gentlemanly types in her mind and started the awkward process of undressing while limping.
Rogue considered it another moment for a bit of personal pride that she didn't fall over while favoring her injured knee, and she put everything into the cleaner before the pain worsened too much. Being on the run and at war had meant that propriety had gone right out the window with things like movie theaters and hot showers, so she actually wasn't that bothered by being naked in Todd's presence. She'd been proud of her body once, of the way her muscles had toned from training, of her set of curves that Remy had complimented to high heavens. She pulled up that old confidence now as she lowered herself into the sunken tub, ignoring how prominent her ribs had become as food became scarce, and not looking at the scars from the battles when Logan hadn't been on hand to heal her. A short knife wound along her left hip, about three inches long. A burn on her right shoulder, the patch of scar tissue large and glossy and in the distinctive shape of a hand. A bullet wound on her right thigh. All signs that she was a survivor, Erik reminded her, and she smiled slightly at the sentiment.
Her knee screamed in pain at the sudden heat put upon the swelling tissue. She should really be icing it, but the hot water would eventually help with the pain, so it wasn't the worst thing for the injury. She just hoped eventually came really damn soon.
Excuse me while I die from the awesome.
Not that she was entirely comfortable with it, but a bath sounded completely amazing, water was scarce on the ship, and it wasn't as if he was going to try anything. Todd had been nothing short of a gentleman with her, aside from trying to kill her to save himself and kicking her ass in the arena. But she understood the reason for the former and she'd asked for the latter, so really, perfect gentleman. Besides, touching her skin would kill him. So she ignored the seething protests of certain other less gentlemanly types in her mind and started the awkward process of undressing while limping.
Rogue considered it another moment for a bit of personal pride that she didn't fall over while favoring her injured knee, and she put everything into the cleaner before the pain worsened too much. Being on the run and at war had meant that propriety had gone right out the window with things like movie theaters and hot showers, so she actually wasn't that bothered by being naked in Todd's presence. She'd been proud of her body once, of the way her muscles had toned from training, of her set of curves that Remy had complimented to high heavens. She pulled up that old confidence now as she lowered herself into the sunken tub, ignoring how prominent her ribs had become as food became scarce, and not looking at the scars from the battles when Logan hadn't been on hand to heal her. A short knife wound along her left hip, about three inches long. A burn on her right shoulder, the patch of scar tissue large and glossy and in the distinctive shape of a hand. A bullet wound on her right thigh. All signs that she was a survivor, Erik reminded her, and she smiled slightly at the sentiment.
Her knee screamed in pain at the sudden heat put upon the swelling tissue. She should really be icing it, but the hot water would eventually help with the pain, so it wasn't the worst thing for the injury. She just hoped eventually came really damn soon.