[When Rogue speaks again, her voice is... lazier. There's more of a drawl and there's less of a bite to her words. It all flows a lot more.]

Better jus' dealin' with me an' someone else not quite right den a whole ship, non?

[And she stops. Right there. Her eyes widen, her hand stops, and she starts again with a groan.]

Damn it! Thought I was done with all that.

...Sorry. Still got a lotta Cajun up here. [She taps her temple just a bit.

Yeah. There was that much contact.]

Pro'ly not much. Water parks an' swimsuits an' all ain' really my thing, y'know?