[ She glances at him from the corner of her eye, feeling like maybe she sounds like she's fishing for sympathy. She's not; when he says he's sorry, she starts picking at those stupid half-mitten, half-gloves they'd had her wear as part of her lab uniform. A way to not just keep her hands covered but to render them useless for everything but the most basic tasks. But, right now, they're all she's got. And covered is better than not. 

Rogue doesn't know what last battle he's talking about, though it's another clue about why Bobby and Erik had come after her at all.

One that leaves her with a sinking feeling in her stomach. 

Had they needed something? Is that the only reason they thought it was worth the risk of trying to get her out of that place? She's got a complicated past with being used for her abilities and this wouldn't help.]

I don't know anything about any... last battle. Also been a while since I saw any of them. I was... [ She swallows, and the next word sounds thick. ] Captured.. I don't know. Years ago? I lost track. [ She'd started off trying to measure the passage of time, but it had been nearly impossible. She still doesn't know how much time it's been. ]

Did Logan say what they were trying to do?