Steve had already been standing, but as soon as he heard the click of the latch, he straightened and turned away from the picturesque window and toward the door, where a woman about his age entered. Objectively, Steve noted that she was attractive, but with a serious expression on her face that seemed to age her a little, small lines around her mouth from both smiling and frowning over the years. She carried herself erect, confident, but something, some sixth sense told him it wasn't entirely natural. He'd spent the last several years in the company of Tony Stark; he was good at spotting natural confidence versus forced, at this point.
He also took note of her clothes, and the gloves covering her hands. He was glad Charles had told him previously about Rogue's mutation, or he probably would've put his foot in his mouth, asking why she felt the need to be so covered up in the beginning of summer. God, he would've looked like an asshole.
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, ma'am." He flashed a perfunctory smile, getting the feeling his dubious 'charm' wouldn't work in this instance. She didn't look like she'd appreciate it, and could potentially damage her first impression of him. Best to stay serious and professional.
"I apologize for you having to come all the way out here. If it had been normal circumstances, I would've flown to you; as it is, if you decide you don't want me on your team..." He shrugged, looking a little sheepish. "I feel better getting on my own two feet in New York, and it's closer to Charles - Professor Xavier - if he can figure out how to get me back home."
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He also took note of her clothes, and the gloves covering her hands. He was glad Charles had told him previously about Rogue's mutation, or he probably would've put his foot in his mouth, asking why she felt the need to be so covered up in the beginning of summer. God, he would've looked like an asshole.
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, ma'am." He flashed a perfunctory smile, getting the feeling his dubious 'charm' wouldn't work in this instance. She didn't look like she'd appreciate it, and could potentially damage her first impression of him. Best to stay serious and professional.
"I apologize for you having to come all the way out here. If it had been normal circumstances, I would've flown to you; as it is, if you decide you don't want me on your team..." He shrugged, looking a little sheepish. "I feel better getting on my own two feet in New York, and it's closer to Charles - Professor Xavier - if he can figure out how to get me back home."