The reaction she got from him was expected. The memories were personal, some more so than others, and it wasn't even like she'd been a voyeur. She would have preferred being a third party watching the memories play out but that really wasn't how it worked. The memories became her own and she could touch, taste, smell, feel what Kurt did in the moment. That was a gross violation of privacy for anyone and she knew that no matter how easy going Kurt was, easy acceptance wasn't really an option here.
Rogue let out a slow breath and nodded. "Yeah." Sometimes the memories were hazy or too chaotic to get a proper grasp of what was going on but that wasn't the case with Kurt so she didn't bring it up. "I don't want to lie to you and tell you that all I got were simple memories of you singing or hanging out with Finn." There was a different boy, Blaine, and just thinking his name brought a faint blush to her cheeks. She knew more about him and Kurt than she had any right to. "There's nothing I can do to change what I've seen but I thought you had a right to know."