'Are you ever going to tell her?'
The words spoken in a tone of deep exasperation drew his gaze from the dancing beauty he had long been entranced with to rest upon the despondent form of the resident weather goddess.
The usual charming and debonair attitude cowered under her empathic stance, leaving bare the lost man that it had hidden so well. Remy offered her a small smile before walking alongside her as the teams formed inside the danger room.
'Don't know watcha talking bout 'ro'
Ororo shook her head in dismay, her clear white orbs transfixed upon the woman that stood not to far from her.
Silence ensued for a brief period, soon rudely interrupted by the echoing of their leader's voice initiating the session. Her hand softly wrapped around his wrist as he made to move into defensive position.
'I really hoped you are prepared my friend'
His crimson eyes flared slightly as they locked with hers.
'For what?'
Ororo trailed her hand down t his, squeezing slightly before letting go and moving away, allowing her eyes to fall upon Rogue, the open smile and laughter encasing her as she clung to her lovers arm making Ororo feel content and yet equally grieved. She didn't even have to see him to know Remy's eyes had once again drifted and his line of sight now matched hers.
The words she whispered carried so lightly upon the air they could barely be heard.
'To watch her fall in love.'
She turned, giving him a soft yet sad smile, 'If she hasn't already'