Rogue didn't know much of Walt Disney's story, she was sad to admit, but something in it clearly resonated with Steve, and for that alone she would make it a point to watch as many Disney-related things with him as he wanted. She hadn't been much of a fan of the "Princess" films when she was growing up, especially the early ones where the woman always seemed to need rescuing, but there were some that she especially liked and was excited to share with him. Aladdin, The Lion King, The Rescuers, Lilo & Stitch... And there were so many shorter cartoons that she remembered watching with the kids on weekend mornings, old classics that were timeless, and she couldn't begin to think of their names.

Taking the sketchbook as it was offered, she glanced down to see his creation and... Her heart caught in her throat and all she could do was stare at the image of herself etched onto the page in pencil. She opened her mouth to say something, but the words snagged the first time, and it took a second attempt for her to manage a slightly strained and stuttered, "Th-this is how you see me?" She couldn't tear her eyes away from the drawing to look at him, it was just too captivating.