Pregnant? To say the news was a surprise was an understatement, and for a brief moment his anger subsided, replaced by a combination of total shock and happiness for his friend. He would have dropped his attitude right then and there, and told her it was great news and he would help her in anyway possible. But, it was too late. He had provoked her anger, and there was no stopping it now. He had no one to blame but himself - Psylocke was not about to let him get away with what he had just said, and she was probably right not to.
But...wait. Before he could even start to try to verbalize a thought, he saw the look on her face, and knew something wasn't right. It was a look he recognized...just the slightest, almost imperceptible change of expression that Elisabeth herself might not have even known she was guilty of. But Remy had been around her long enough - and had always prided himself on his ability to read people - to know what it was. It was the look she wore when reading someone's mind.
She had promised, but at this moment all such bets were probably off. He tried to make his mind go blank, but he knew it was no use. Whenever you try not to think of anything, it of course becomes the only thing you can think of. And so his head was suddenly bursting with secrets - not just his recent encounters with the young Rogue, but his actions from his last few months back in their world. His betrayal of the X-Men, his alliance with Mr. Sinister, his attack on Cable, his standing by while his Rogue was shot and nearly killed. It was all laid out like a sort of mental montage for Elisabeth to devour, and all he could do was meekly mutter under his breath....