She's already been through the Cure, and she would be wary about anything like it again. But if Hank were the scientist behind it? It would be a little bit of a different story. 

Her smile's lop-sided and a little wry when she follows his gaze. "It's okay... I mean. There was a Cure back home. Didn't work out so well. It's just..."

Rogue shrugs a little, embarrassed. But it's easier to talk to someone who she knows tried to suppress his own mutation. She thinks he might get it in a way a lot of people hadn't. "If something worked, if it was safe, if it wasn't hurting anyone... it's hard not to think about wanting that, you know?" Her lips twitch, eyes landing on one of the fae. "But you're right. These don't seem like the Bunsen burner types. 'Course, I've been wrong before."