In Rogue's mind, there was a difference between telling the truth and being honest. Telling the truth would have been divulging that she'd been imprisoned and tortured for three years before helping to save her world and being dumped in this universe through a fluke of her mutant superpower. Being honest was saying that she was having trouble adjusting after having been out of the world for a length of time. There was nothing untrue about what she'd told Steve, and that made it easier to tell the lies she had to in order to maintain the life she'd created for herself there.
But those were really just semantics. She was a liar, through and through, and she hated that there wasn't one single person in this whole world who knew who she really was. It made the world an incredibly lonely place to be, especially for someone who had spent so many years surrounded by friends, students, people who were more like family than anything else.
Having to adjust to technology, though - that was something new, but also something she could sort of relate to in a way. Growing up in Mississippi, there hadn't really been a dearth of technology in her house, and then she'd ended up at the mansion and... Well. Holographic mapping screens, Cerebro, the Danger Room. They'd been at least a decade ahead of the general public, and some days she found herself just being grateful for having a smart phone, everything else seemed so antiquated.
"Google is a pretty great thing," she agreed, her own grin lighting up at the sight of his. A smile was a good look on him. "I have to look things up all the time myself, especially with pop culture or recent history. I constantly have these moments where people look at me funny because I don't laugh at what their 'obvious' joke, and it can get pretty awkward sometimes. That's when Google comes to the rescue."
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But those were really just semantics. She was a liar, through and through, and she hated that there wasn't one single person in this whole world who knew who she really was. It made the world an incredibly lonely place to be, especially for someone who had spent so many years surrounded by friends, students, people who were more like family than anything else.
Having to adjust to technology, though - that was something new, but also something she could sort of relate to in a way. Growing up in Mississippi, there hadn't really been a dearth of technology in her house, and then she'd ended up at the mansion and... Well. Holographic mapping screens, Cerebro, the Danger Room. They'd been at least a decade ahead of the general public, and some days she found herself just being grateful for having a smart phone, everything else seemed so antiquated.
"Google is a pretty great thing," she agreed, her own grin lighting up at the sight of his. A smile was a good look on him. "I have to look things up all the time myself, especially with pop culture or recent history. I constantly have these moments where people look at me funny because I don't laugh at what their 'obvious' joke, and it can get pretty awkward sometimes. That's when Google comes to the rescue."