He was, Rogue granted, the most creative and determined romance she'd had since her powers manifested. Remy had always been one willing to take chances even when it wasn't safe, but more so to introduce things that allowed them som measure of enjoyment of each other. When he mentioned that she went pink in the cheeks not so much from shyness as in memory. "Ah think we both ought to get settled in here first, an then we can look inta what might make it more enjoyable."

Oh and her eyes did wander when he spoke the last, teeth worried a bit at her lower lip as if thinking about something before speaking. "Ah really hope they have better gloves."