In Rogue's mind, whatever debt Todd might have felt he owed her had been long ago repaid, especially after he had offered her a permanent place aboard his hive. Well, as permanent as it could be, considering all the extenuating circumstances. That act alone had tipped the scales for her and now she felt that she was in his debt, and she was fairly lacking in the means to even try to repay him.

Rogue shot Sheppard a smile in response to that apologetic look, letting him know from a distance that there weren't any hard feelings for him having left her in Rodney's clutches. She only raised an eyebrow at Ronon's new bandage, but didn't give it a second thought. She'd seen firsthand how he could be in a spar - some might call it reckless, but she preferred to think of it as being enthusiastic. She had a feeling the Satedan would agree with her.

Dessert that night was a peach cobbler, not too sweet and nicely flavored with cinnamon and a hint of nutmeg. After her first bite, she held her fork out to Todd. "You should try this," she encouraged him. "It's got a good flavor, I think you might like it." And if he did, she could try making it or a variation of it when they were back on the hive.