She and Logan board the two-man aircraft.
She turns around; half hoping Remy will appear suddenly in the hangar with his bright eyes and bright smile.
She should have just apologized, but apologizing would make him the winner; it would show that he was right and she was wrong and if she doesn't have control over that aspect at least, what does she have control over?
"You coming, darlin'?"
She faces the feral man; feeling slight annoyance at his knowing look.
"Yeah, let's go."
The hood closes and their belts fasten. A high-pitched whine signals the start up of the plane's engine.
They lift off, and Rogue swears she sees the swirling of a brown coat.
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