The silence didn't make Rogue uncomfortable, but it wasn't an easy silence, as it was with those she trusted. She walked in quiet for a few steps as he lit up, but spoke just before they reached the Smithy, "This would be the part where I'd say it was nice ta meet you, except--"

She shrugged.

"Seems a bit insane ta welcome someone to an interdenominational Mayberry mimic run by mad scientists. And I ain't that far gone yet."

She stopped in front of the Smithy and looked to meet his gaze. "But I will say 'Good luck.'"