For not the first time in her life, Rogue finds that she's let her temper get the best of her. Unable to see anything beyond her own confusion and distress, she hadn't cared if her words might hurt the other man, though if she'd taken the time to think about it, she still might have assumed that he would be just fine with neither of them being in the others life. His every action toward her has been hostile or defensive, so how the hell was she supposed to know...
But she should have, she tells herself as she watches him walk away, the anger rushing out of her like air from a balloon. And while the temptation is there to turn away herself, to leave him and this whole mess behind— she can't. That isn't who she is; it's physically impossible for her to leave someone behind who needs help. So, after a moment of cursing at the entire universe with such colorful turns of phrase that even Logan's brows might raise, she walks over to this Steve she's never seen before in her life and slides down to sit on the ground beside him.
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Date: 2018-02-26 10:36 pm (UTC)But she should have, she tells herself as she watches him walk away, the anger rushing out of her like air from a balloon. And while the temptation is there to turn away herself, to leave him and this whole mess behind— she can't. That isn't who she is; it's physically impossible for her to leave someone behind who needs help. So, after a moment of cursing at the entire universe with such colorful turns of phrase that even Logan's brows might raise, she walks over to this Steve she's never seen before in her life and slides down to sit on the ground beside him.
"I'm sorry."