#oftheroyalnavy

Rogue squeaks, disappearing between his arms and his jacket. Her head tucked beneath Jame's chin, her eyes flick around, barely able to see above his bicep. Why is everyone so much taller than her? "Are... we okay?" Rogue asks quietly, her hands instinctively taking hold of his shirt. "Is someone lookin' at us, or... or what? Should we move? Ah'm bad at this spy stuff."

Can I help you, dude?

There is common running theme of misconception between the two of them. Because a particular... reputation has proceeded James, and he conversely knows nothing about Rogue, a lot of failed guess work happens. Rogue is looking to very much not to be a 'Bond Girl' and is consistently on guard; James notices her hyper vigilance and does his best to make the air more casual and friendly; his flirting and familiarness sets her further on edge; he tries harder; a rough cycle. 

Don’t you?