Truth be told, Kate was likely to both kiss someone and stab them just about anywhere simultaneously. Then again, anyone who had ever called her balanced or completely sane would be a liar, don't you know? Being somewhat unhinged and then staying at Xavier's for so long would, eventually, take it's toll. For a moment she lingered there, hugging him a little tighter as though it might reinforce the idea that she felt for him, before moving away some. Linking her arm with his, Kate gave him a friendly, gentle nudge.

"Checking up on the only worthwhile person back here." While that may have sounded like some cheesy compliment or exaggeration, it wasn't. Not that she was particularly hostile toward anyone in the band, but just because they practiced and played shows didn't mean she had to like them. Jay though, was good people in her book, which was a very small book at this point but he was there just the same.

With one arm linked to Jay's, the other held both her drumsticks (why did she even have those still!) and a ubiquitous red plastic cup of something alcoholic. For a moment she took a sip, shaking her head at the semi-compliment. "It isn't that hard to beat things up all night. You, though, and those wings? That's something. As if the voice wasn't enough, I think you just sort of paralyzed everyone for a few seconds." The grin on her lips hopefully made it obvious that this was not a bad thing.

Lowering her voice, the grin faded quickly. "I won't fault you for being sad."