Rogue was glad that Todd didn't question her and just went with the queen. She didn't need him to see that she was starting to get a little worried herself over these dizzy spells and the headaches that followed them, a pressure building in her head that felt like something trying to get out from the inside. This time was no different, and she leaned heavily against one of the more solid parts of the wall, waiting for them to come back.

She didn't expect to feel something wet trickling down her lip and chin. Touching it carefully with her fingertips, they came away stained red - she stared at it in almost fearful shock. A nosebleed, after dizziness and a headache. The combination was extremely unsettling, and she was now very much looking forward to seeing the Scottish doctor so she could find out what the hell was going on with her.

It would be better if Todd didn't know about this latest development. Not yet. He had enough on his plate, especially with his own insomnia-induced exhaustion. So she wiped at what she could feel of the blood with the sleeve of her shirt (the black one, luckily) and put on her best 'everything's fine' face when she saw them approaching.