Usually when she touched someone, Rogue would push aside everything she received from the transfer. All the thoughts, memories, and emotions would be shoved down into the depths of her mind to be dealt with later, and the psyche was carefully left behind one of her many shields. Unless she was purposefully looking for something, as she had done during the war, it was the easiest way for her to deal with the influx of foreign information. She couldn't do that now, though. This was Steve and there were thoughts and feelings of her mixed in there, and she could bare to hide his psyche away as she had so many others.
"I'm not bleeding anymore," she murmured, holding up her hands that just had the leftover streaks of blood in a far from substantial amount. Her voice was distant, though, her mind too busy processing everything to really be present at the moment. Sorting through the memories.
One time (one of many) when Steve's mother had held him through an asthma attack. When Bucky had made him ride the Cyclone at Coney Island. When Bucky had fallen from the train. When Steve had first seen her at that party. When he'd watched her from across the room at the Christmas party. When she'd said she couldn't live with him and his heart had broken.
It was overwhelming, painful and beautiful, but she couldn't look away.
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Date: 2017-01-12 03:23 am (UTC)"I'm not bleeding anymore," she murmured, holding up her hands that just had the leftover streaks of blood in a far from substantial amount. Her voice was distant, though, her mind too busy processing everything to really be present at the moment. Sorting through the memories.
One time (one of many) when Steve's mother had held him through an asthma attack. When Bucky had made him ride the Cyclone at Coney Island. When Bucky had fallen from the train. When Steve had first seen her at that party. When he'd watched her from across the room at the Christmas party. When she'd said she couldn't live with him and his heart had broken.
It was overwhelming, painful and beautiful, but she couldn't look away.