Rogue's gaze sharpened a little, but the focus was directly internally. She seemed to be taking careful measure of something for a moment, and when her gaze moved back to Tony it was somehow much more penetrating.

"Tony, there's something important I want to say to you. Possibly you'll dismiss it out of hand, possibly you'll taken offense, and I understand either reaction completely. Rogue's mind is volatile, and even before she had Ms. Marvel's powers she was dangerous- there are a lot of ghosts in here clamoring for the driver's seat. I don't know when or if we'll speak again, so let me say now, as a future friend, that I'm worried about you, Tony. I don't want to see you drive yourself to drink again over circumstances in this place you can't control. You're a hero, and you're stronger than that."