You were busy? Why wouldn't you tell me? I... I just.. I'm fine. I missed you, that's all.. If I knew that you were busy, I wouldn't invite you here... I'm sorry.
"That's not my name," the shapeshifter replied sharply before she lowered her arm again. "And yes, I do. And it was worth it, Captain," Mystique added and returned the smirk. She liked him, but that didn't stop her from playing.
"Worth it? You didn't get what you came for." Steve frowned and came closer to her door. "Care to elaborate?" His expression didn't change a bit. He was completely aware of what kind of a woman she was.
"Hey, sounds like you actually care," she pointed out to him before she raised her arm to show him several needlestich injuries. "Depends on the fact if this is normal." And then she gave him another smile, a true one, she liked him. Maybe she was wrong when she almost kicked him out the window ?
"Well, they have to give you something to calm you, Raven. Otherwise I wouldn't want to be the poor soldier who has to open that punch, you throw quite a punch. But, of course, you know that." He frowned a bit and smirked them. "You pretty much put that on your self."
*opens the door to see confused Steve in his uniform* Hello. *frowns* Is something happening? Why are you in your uniform? Um.. Come in, si- Uh come in.
"How are you doing ? Better, after our little dance ?" The shapeshifter smiled at the blonde man on the other side of the door and then tilted her head slightly.
"I'm fine. You'd be better if you'd let me talk." Steve fell silent for a moment. "How are they treating you?"
((It was a beautiful mistake OwO)) Mystique was watching the agents outside the cell through the little window in the door. And then someone walked past her cell she knew, she liked. "Mister Rogers," she said and smiled friendly. The first good looking man down here since weeks.
Steves stopped next to the cell and looked at her through the window. After a while he crossed his arms, but remained silent.
'Depends on what you're wearing... I don't mind if you coming shirtless.' *another message comes immediately after that one* 'I mean we might make a mess of ourselves, with cooking, I mean.'