[Maybe it's true, but taking praise from Rogue is so weird that he'd rather just write it off with a smirk. He shivers a little, an unusual gesture for him, and pulls the coat closer around his bare chest.]
You're drunk and it's fucking cold out here, even I'm feeling it. Lemme get you home.
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[Maybe it's true, but taking praise from Rogue is so weird that he'd rather just write it off with a smirk. He shivers a little, an unusual gesture for him, and pulls the coat closer around his bare chest.]
You're drunk and it's fucking cold out here, even I'm feeling it. Lemme get you home.