What a hero. Rogue clutches the box with the same security that Steve holds on to her, and she just stares up at him for a moment, no longer used to people actually doing this sort of thing. Anyone else who tried would have ended up in a heap on the floor with her, the box of ceramic mugs left to fall with a tinkling crash. Instead, that famed strength he possess is readily apparent and all she can do is grin brightly up at him.

"I'm just fine, sugar. Thanks to you."