It was perfect, so Steve didn't argue with her about not moving yet. Like Rogue, his thoughts were circling around their proclamations of love. They came so easily, for both of them it seemed, which was truly amazing, considering what each of them had been through, and neither of them had been at all interested in finding someone new at the moment. More amazing, and unbelievable, was just how quickly they'd fallen into it; barely three days together, and they were very much a couple. They definitely still had the glow and excitement of new love around them, but they were rapidly settling into something more comfortable, too, and he loved that.

Knowing she was right, Steve sighed. His eyes tracked around their little picnic blanket island, and caught on the unopened container she'd set out earlier. "Yeah. Tell you what. Let's pack up, find some shade... And then eat cake." Knowing Rogue, he didn't even try to guess what kind or flavor of confections were in that tub, but he knew he'd enjoy sharing the moment with her.