She stood there in silent shock, her lips parted and eyes staring. But slowly, she was coming too and all too soon, she was glaring at Remy. Not only was he being beyond rude toward her the boys, he was being unreasonable at the moment, not even yet hearing her out and tromping in here with this foul attitude. If he made them feel unwelcome, if they suddenly packed up and left, she would loose it.
Elisabeth's lip curled, but before she could respond to Remy, she threw up a hand at Nick and Joe, explaining, "No, you're fine. We'll be back." Quickly, she telepathically added to the brothers, [Or at least I will.] and then grabbed Gambit's arm and shadow-ported them to the roof of their apartment complex.
The moment they touched ground, she let him go as if contact would bring pain or disease. "I know the place is small, why the hell do you think I've been house hunting lately? Not that you even know, considering you've been home all of, what, three days these past few weeks?" Not true, but one tends to exaggerate when upset. "How dare you embarrass me like that in front of them?! What was I supposed to, leave them to the nightmares that prowl the streets? Fuck that, Remy. I know I should have conversed with you first, but Arthur was an absolute must after what Ryan did to him. I couldn't let the same fate fall on Nick or Joe. I won't let the same fate fall on them. What the bloody hell have you been anyway?" It was when she was arguing and beyond pissed that her accent was most dominant, even to the point that certain words may be misunderstood if hearing such an accent for the first time. She was fuming, arms crossed tightly against her body and nails practically digging in the flesh of her arm as she glared down her teammate.