[This was it. This was what he wanted to avoid by not telling her - as strong as she is, Julian knows that her anger is an incarnation of a deeper kind of pain and worry; she's upset. He swallows past his dry throat and moves forward, his arm tentatively dropping, hand slowly resting on her shoulder. He wants to pull her against him and embrace, will try if she allows this touch.]
Re: FOR ROGUE, BOBBY, ETC.
Sweetheart...