Now Rogue was finally the one to blush in self-conscious embarrassment, ducking her head a little before glancing back up at him. "I've got a few not so tiny ones that aren't all that lovable," she warned him. "It's sweet of you to say, but I'm anything but perfect."
One of those flaws was something that she genuinely worried over how Steve would react. She'd seen how he'd taken the news of how she had all sorts of people crammed in her head, but how would he deal with the knowledge that some of them had a major influence over her? Thoughts, emotions, preferences - sometimes she wasn't sure if she really did like the foods and movies she thought she did, or if those feelings were from someone else. Sometimes it was a simple as being asked how she liked her eggs and she would have to really think about it because she didn't know. Other times, she wasn't able to separate their memories from her own, tragedies and celebrations she didn't experience jumbling all together to torment her. How would he deal with that when even she struggled with it?
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One of those flaws was something that she genuinely worried over how Steve would react. She'd seen how he'd taken the news of how she had all sorts of people crammed in her head, but how would he deal with the knowledge that some of them had a major influence over her? Thoughts, emotions, preferences - sometimes she wasn't sure if she really did like the foods and movies she thought she did, or if those feelings were from someone else. Sometimes it was a simple as being asked how she liked her eggs and she would have to really think about it because she didn't know. Other times, she wasn't able to separate their memories from her own, tragedies and celebrations she didn't experience jumbling all together to torment her. How would he deal with that when even she struggled with it?