More than just another place to explore, Rogue was drawn to the cafeteria because it reminded her of home. The actual space looked nothing like the dining hall at the mansion, and she was sure the kitchens would be quite different as well, but it was the feel of it. Everyone coming together, life convening in one space with a shared purpose. If nothing else, she'd be able to remind herself what it was like to be around other people.

The only problem? She wasn't hungry. No matter how long she stood there examining the menu posted on the sign, she couldn't decide on what sounded good, because there was no pleasure in eating anymore. But she couldn't just stand there, so in she went, looking around the room and feeling rather... lost. At first glance, she didn't recognize anyone there, and why should she?

There were tables, and a counter. Right. She needed something so she didn't look completely out of place. Approaching the counter, she asked the man behind it, "Could I maybe just have a cup of coffee?" There was hesitation in her voice, and if he cared to notice, he'd see that she was clearly exhausted. It had been one hell of a long day.