"...somet'ing like dat," I mutter, bending to pick her up properly so I can carry her down. De last thing I want is someone else hovering 'round, waiting for her to wake up, mostly 'cause I'm not sure what she's all going to remember when she does, but I got to think about what's best for Rogue, here.

"I'll stick around, long as need be. How long 'fore she comes to?"