[ There's something off about Frank's reaction, that tensing setting off every warning bell in Rogue's mind. She hasn't seen him in a while, their paths just not crossing as they both dealt with the latest unpleasantness here on the station, but... has there been something else for him? Lord knows she's well versed in the terrible things that can happen to people here.
Frowning and pursing her lips for a moment, the smile that follows is small and doesn't erase the concern in her gaze. ] Hey there, sugar. You don't look like you're doing great.
[ No beating around the bush because she knows Frank can handle it. He might even appreciate it. ]
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Frowning and pursing her lips for a moment, the smile that follows is small and doesn't erase the concern in her gaze. ] Hey there, sugar. You don't look like you're doing great.
[ No beating around the bush because she knows Frank can handle it. He might even appreciate it. ]