If it hadn't been something so emotionally disruptive for Rogue, just having Steve's arms wrapped around her like that would have been enough to chase away her fear and every other negative feeling in her. She felt protected when he did that, safe. But this was a very big deal for her, and her issues surrounding the matter weren't so easily dismissed.

"No, sugar, that's not it at all," she tried to reassure him, though her voice was strained and a little shaky. "I want this, I promise you I do. But... Oh lord, Steve, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

She took a deep breath and barreled onward, knowing it wasn't fair to worry him like this. "I have scars on my back. Real bad ones."