It was kind of hard picturing Calvin as an X-Man, especially in spandex, and she cast him a sidelong glance of amusement. Well, at least he was being positive, Kitty couldn't really expect more than that. "We'll see how it goes," she nodded and smiled. She was still a little nervous, but if they could stay on the same page for the next...however long they were alive for, then that would be an amazing feat. Still, the fact that he was even on medication couldn't be ignored and after a momentary pause, furrowed her brows and looked at him again, concerned.
"Why are you on medication?" she asked gingerly. Kitty needed to know if this would be a continuous problem--maybe she could go out and find whatever it was that needed at the pharmacy, after all, she didn't think medication was on the top of everyone's list of things to loot during apocalyptic times. Then again, maybe.