Rogue has tried so hard not to be a person defined by touch. But still, she finds herself retreating, hiding away from her friends, her peers, Logan, even Remy. She looks for places where even he can’t find her.

He always does.

He doesn’t say anything, just draws her into his arms with a soft shushing sound, stroking her hair and rocking her gently. He holds her until she calms and finally, leans into him, accepts his touch.

At first, she hid, searching for a place of rest. She knows now that whenever she retreats, her haven will find her.