Rogue laughed at his question, and even more so at the implication it presented. Oh, Steve. He was entirely correct that the kitchen was now her space, and she fully intended on settling into it a little more each time she visited him. It was only because she knew he would let her that she even considered it, though.

"I'll manage just fine, sugar," she informed him with amusement, before pointing toward the living room. "I left a bag on the coffee table, why don't you go see what's in it?" She hoped he was pleased with her choice. Something told her that he would really enjoy Aladdin. Hopefully he had a DVD player somewhere, but there were ways to solve that problem if not.