Little Miya finds Rogue! Rogue, for her part, manages to stop in time to not bowl Miya over. She asks "What'dya want?" She looks like she's trying hard not to cry and almost succeeding. * Miya glares up at Rogue. Way up. "What'd you do that for?" "Whadya' mean, 'What'd you do that for?'" Why'd you hit him? Huh? "You heard what he called me! Didn't ya'?" Yeah, I did! And you know what? He was happy to see you! He doesn't deserve to be hit for that! "He's happy? Fine! Good fo' him! I'm not happy!" "What he said hurt me. It dredged up a whole lotta pain that I dunno if you can appreciate." Oh yeah, I bet you're not. That's why you slapped him across the face. What do you know about him, anyway? He doesn't have a name, he was grown by fucking *doctors*, he's hiding here, and he thinks he sees someone he might, maybe consider family, and you smack him! * Miya looks at Rogue evenly. "Just 'cause it causes pain doesn't mean you should deal it out." "Alright, fine. He's got a nice ugly past that goes back maybe fifteen, twenty years. I've got a bad past, too. But that's nothin' compared to mah future!" "He called me 'mom', but that's somethin' ah can neva be! I can't get close enough to anyone! I can't let mahself!" * Miya blinks, deflating a little. "What do you mean? We're standing pretty close, aren't we?" Rogue frowns. "People I touch *die* sugah. It's happened before." "Mah fuhst kiss? Been in a coma e'er since." * Miya stares. "That- that's awful." "I'd like ta say I have a nice long list fo' this, but I don't. I never tried again. I cain't." "Ah cain't even let mahself hug or kiss someone. I gotta covuh m'self up like this so's I don't hurt someone on accident. How'm I evuh s'posed to be anyone's momma?" * Miya hesitates for a moment, then says, "I... can't really know what it's like, 'cause I don't have that problem, but... just because you can't touch someone doesn't mean you can't..." She falters, then tries again, taking a deep breath. "Dunnit, girl?" It- it doesn't mean you can't care about them, or show you do, and... would it really hurt that much? * Miya sniffs. "I mean, I almost never touched my dad, but I was sure he cared about me." "Yeah, it would hurt that much. It always has." * Miya fidgets. "I'm sorry." *Rogue sighs. "'Salright, girl. Y'couldn'ta known." She pauses. "Look, what's yuh name, anyway?" M- Miya. Miya Yoritomi. * Miya bows. *Rogue nods. "New student here, huh? Well, welcome to the school. I'm Rogue." She pauses. "Maybe you'n me can be friends, later on." She pats Miya on the shoulder with a gloved hand and goes on her way, sniffling faintly. * Miya watches her go. "Um, yeah." She disappears in a flash of light.