Rogue felt him move behind her, recognized his wonderful voice and the care in those words, but still - she couldn't help the way she flinched away from his touch on her back. It wasn't personal, she knew he would never hurt her, but the memories of the people who had were so fresh in her mind that it was hard to separate the two.

"I'm just not used to sleeping for very long," she explained, turning slightly toward him but not actually looking back. There wasn't a lie in the explanation, but it wasn't all there was to it either.