Panic. Sheer panic. Kitty scoops her up carefully, phasing through everything in her way until she gets to the med bay of the mansion.
“Don’t die on me. Please…”
@DEFlANTSOUL “Kurt can’t even.. poof.. in the house. The older ones are leading by example or whatever Xavier said. Come on.”
She pushed open the door, the noise of the common room barely phasing her as she made her way to the stairs.
Kitty just assumed it was the sassier of the two. Illyana.
“Of course he is. And we love him for it.” She squeezed the others hand. “How about we order in and watch a movie tonight? You can use the other bed. Rogue moved with Remy so I don’t have a roommate.
“Hey, I’ve tried getting you to make more friends here.” But not that hard. Kitty kind of liked being special.
“I mean, there were definitely times I didn’t like my mother. How is our baby, by the way?”
“I have no idea what that means.” Kitty admitted. She reached over, taking Illyana’s hand in her own and giving it a squeeze.
“Because I’m the only person on campus that you like who gets you and I’m basically your best friend? Besides Lockheed, of course.”