It took nearly a full minute of Rogue debating with herself before she finally turned away from the door and moved further into the room, very carefully taking a seat at the other end of the couch. The view of the night sky was stunning and she sat there for a little while in silence, just watching the stars.

Until finally she had to say it. "I couldn't sleep," she said very quietly, "because I don't feel safe here. I know it's stupid. Maybe it's because of all of the military personnel everywhere, but I'm... I was terrified of being in that room by myself."

Soldiers had been the ones to come for her so many times before. The ones who had taken Erik, who controlled the Sentinels that hunted them. She knew these soldiers weren't under those orders, she knew it, but fear could be an incredibly irrational thing.

And Atlantis hadn't accepted her. Despite the warm reception by Sheppard and his team, she was still not welcome here, and that scratched at her thoughts as well, unearthing the instinctive fear that had been her companion since the start of the war.