She shrugged one shoulder uncomfortably. "We met while I was lookin' for the best place ta get coffee. He was... nice. And we hit it off like two teenagers."

Best to just get it out there, "An' we acted like it, once he figured out how ta make a shield that he could put on me so I could touch."

Frowning, and feeling oddly as if she could cry, Rogue looked away from him. "It felt good. Just like touchin'."