[its easy to forgive children rudeness, so Rogue doesn't even give the question a second thought. The trouble is the question itself and that the answer is complicated. And if the experience of getting said hair didn't still give her nightmares maybe she'd tell him the whole story.

But she doesn't wanna give a kid nightmares.] It's a long story. The short version is that I almost died, and when I came to, my hair had changed. It happens sometimes, apparently when you're stressed or something. [She offers what she hopes is a comforting smile]