Rogue glanced down at his arm with a frown, doubting that that was much of a pleasant experience in itself. She propped herself up on an elbow so she could see him a little more easily, and reached out to smooth stray strands of hair back from his face before tracing her fingertips down along his cheek and jaw.

"I'm sorry you're having to go through this," she told him with a quiet sigh. "I wish there was more I could do to help you with it. I feel pretty helpless when it comes to stuff like this, and I'm not gonna lie, I don't like it one bit." The last was accompanied with a small smile.