Mention of seeing his apartment later made Steve blush. He tried not to think about having her come in, all the kisses from yesterday and the unspoken agreement they'd come to about what would most likely happen tonight. He did not have a one-track mind, he wasn't one of those fellas who was only looking for ways to have sex. On the other hand... This was kinda a big deal for him. Nothing was set in stone, but if Rogue still wanted to stay the night, he was more than alright with that.
"It's...bigger, yeah." Steve grimaced. "SHIELD - the agency that found me, that created the Avengers - they set it up for me. I'm renting it, but I'm pretty sure Fury finagled a great discount. Even with severance and back-pay, on top of my Avengers salary, there's no way I could afford Brooklyn Heights nowadays." Actually, thinking on it with what he knew now, he wondered if it had been Fury, or Coulson who had chosen the location, and made it possible for him to stay there. From what he understood, Agent Coulson had been the go-to man for Captain America trivia; he would have known where Steve had grown up, would have tried to give him some sort of familiarity to start his new life with.
Thinking on it some more, Steve was pretty sure Coulson had had some hand in it. "It's got a spare room, even. South-facing windows, it's got amazing natural light." It hadn't been set up as a bedroom, though, when he'd been moved in; rather a den or office, with a desk situated right in front of the windows, and bookshelves along the walls. They were filled now with novels, old and new, and textbooks on art and history, as well as sketchbooks, filled with pictures, and blank ones waiting their turn; art supplies lined the shelves, too, as well as littering the available surfaces of the desk and side table beside it.
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"It's...bigger, yeah." Steve grimaced. "SHIELD - the agency that found me, that created the Avengers - they set it up for me. I'm renting it, but I'm pretty sure Fury finagled a great discount. Even with severance and back-pay, on top of my Avengers salary, there's no way I could afford Brooklyn Heights nowadays." Actually, thinking on it with what he knew now, he wondered if it had been Fury, or Coulson who had chosen the location, and made it possible for him to stay there. From what he understood, Agent Coulson had been the go-to man for Captain America trivia; he would have known where Steve had grown up, would have tried to give him some sort of familiarity to start his new life with.
Thinking on it some more, Steve was pretty sure Coulson had had some hand in it. "It's got a spare room, even. South-facing windows, it's got amazing natural light." It hadn't been set up as a bedroom, though, when he'd been moved in; rather a den or office, with a desk situated right in front of the windows, and bookshelves along the walls. They were filled now with novels, old and new, and textbooks on art and history, as well as sketchbooks, filled with pictures, and blank ones waiting their turn; art supplies lined the shelves, too, as well as littering the available surfaces of the desk and side table beside it.