"Saturday?" That wasn't a name Rogue knew, but then again Remy was the sort of man who knew lots of people in lots of places.

She let her hands be taken, mindful of the places where her skin was exposed, her control wasn't gone but it wasn't one hundred percent effective right now either.

"Ah'm guessin that big guy has 'nuff of stuff to keep resetting things for new folks. Ah swear if ah hadn't been hefted someone outta the end there ah would'a given that blowhard a taste of his own medicine." She couldn't leave someone behind, that wasn't right. Rogue had carried out another runner and made sure they were taken somewhere to get looked after before she'd started her walk to cool down.

"'Course they'd work fine for you, probably charmed 'em into it." She chided him but squeezed his hands. Her voice went soft, the rasp to it quieting to something more vulnerable. "Ah ain' as strong as ah was, and as fer flyin a bumblebee could outpace me. Ah ain't full power so ah don't know how much good ah'm gonna be ta anyone here." And of course the had been the control issue, while she felt like she had it she couldn't be sure and it was risky to just try something to find out.

"Ah thought the Professah an Danger fixed me, too good to be true like always."