Rogue did, in fact wait. And she listened very intently to what Pepper had to say. And then she met the other woman's eyes straight on, placing one hand on her hip, and a certain direct intensity flavored both her gaze and her tone, "Pepper, we're in the middle of a gawddamned Zombie Apocalypse. If ya think this is your fault, you haven't seen enough horror movies."

She took a breath and settled her weight back on her far foot, the intensity easing off somewhat, "Don't make me hafta fix that when we get out."