Surprised at the accusation, Steve paused in the doorway of the bedroom. Finally, all he could think to say was, "...We had sex. Twice! You look fine!" He honestly didn't see anything wrong with the way she looked; her hair was really what had gotten the worst treatment. Looking at it now, while Rogue frantically tried to tame it, Steve had to bite his lip on the sudden urge to laugh.

"I─ do you want a brush, or something?" he managed to ask, mostly straight-faced.