Steve closed his eyes at her response, making a supreme effort so that his disappointment didn't show on his face. He knew she'd take it the wrong way, that he was disappointed in her, and that wasn't the case. He was disappointed she wouldn't, or couldn't bring herself, to confide in him, and he was getting sick of being so understanding, but he did understand. So he'd keep being understanding, and let her get away with it. She was in no state for him to push, right now.
If he'd had his eyes open, if he'd been more alert, he would've realized what was happening, been able to react faster. He might even have been able to catch the glass before it hit the floor. As it was, the sound shot a much-needed adrenaline rush through his system, and he was suddenly on high-alert.
Steve crouched down almost before Rogue had even started speaking. He took in her words, as well as the overall scene, in an instant. Neither of them was wearing shoes, and she was picking up glass with her bare hands. He reached out on instinct to grab her hands and stop her, but pulled back at the last second; in her current state of mind, she might flinch away from him, and he didn't want her cutting herself.
"Rogue - Rogue, it's okay!" He shifted a little to try and get her to meet his eye. "Honey, they're your glasses. I mean, if you'd just move in already they'd be our glasses, but it's not a big deal."
It took a couple seconds for him to realize that he'd said that out loud, when he'd meant to just think it. Clearly he wasn't as awake as he'd thought.
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If he'd had his eyes open, if he'd been more alert, he would've realized what was happening, been able to react faster. He might even have been able to catch the glass before it hit the floor. As it was, the sound shot a much-needed adrenaline rush through his system, and he was suddenly on high-alert.
Steve crouched down almost before Rogue had even started speaking. He took in her words, as well as the overall scene, in an instant. Neither of them was wearing shoes, and she was picking up glass with her bare hands. He reached out on instinct to grab her hands and stop her, but pulled back at the last second; in her current state of mind, she might flinch away from him, and he didn't want her cutting herself.
"Rogue - Rogue, it's okay!" He shifted a little to try and get her to meet his eye. "Honey, they're your glasses. I mean, if you'd just move in already they'd be our glasses, but it's not a big deal."
It took a couple seconds for him to realize that he'd said that out loud, when he'd meant to just think it. Clearly he wasn't as awake as he'd thought.