[Rogue answers the door, still exhausted and dressed in sweatpants, a t-shirt, and bare arms. Her eyes become a fair bit more alert when she sees who her visitor is.] Julian! I... uhm... [She bites her lip nervously for a moment before pushing her door further open, hands linking behind her.] Come in. [She turns away to search for a pair of gloves, pulling on a pair of long black ones once she finds them.]
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