Rogue focused on her breathing, keeping it steady and even despite the ever-present ache of her sore ribs. She could do this. She would do it. All she needed to do was concentrate, get back to that same place she'd been before...

As with the last time, her first touch was brief, a tentative brush of skin on skin as she acclimated to that trickle of energy, tracing it back to the center of her ability. She paused for a few moments, her hand hovering over his, and then resumed the touch, raising the mental gate she'd created, slowing that exchange of energy, and then...

Stopping the exchange completely.

Holding onto that concentration, she glanced up at Todd, wanting to make sure he wasn't feeling anything either.