Rogue stared at the bowl of steaming food in front of her, but her mind was a million miles away, remembering how she had lost control of her ability. She worried her lower lip with her teeth and fidgeting in her seat, then finally closed her eyes and shook her head slightly.

"I won't be going near them until I have complete control," she assured him in a voice so quiet it was almost a whisper. "They're too important to risk. I can't be the cause of more... of more children dying."