It was an accident, this whole situation was caused by one thing sparking another, and neither of them were fully to blame for it. She would argue that point for hours if that's what it took, but she sure hoped it didn't come to that. She didn't have the energy to argue with him for that long.

Nodding slightly, she uncurled her hands to let him see the drying blood that covered new skin. None of the cuts had been that bad to begin with, but it all looked far worse than it was. She was still careful not to get any of it on him, though, because even if he didn't mind, she didn't need an image of him all bloody in her head. It was too much like Remy and she had enough nightmares reliving that horrible day, she didn't need for her mind to start substituting Steve in there.

"I'm okay, sugar, really. Are you?" It was a hesitant, frightened question, because while he did look alright, she was terrified of hurting him with her power.