[ It came at a cost, but Ororo keeps it to herself. She just smiles as she feels his eyes travel over her, seeking to deflect it in her own way. ]

We all have our own beauty regimens, maybe.

[ She trails her hands down his neck to rest on his shoulders. He'l feels both familiar, and totally new. ]

A week, you said, then back to the islands... And you've been in this arena all this while, fighting on little to eat?