As Psylocke jumped onto Gambit's back, he took a second to appreciate the decision - even in the midst of a fight like this, there was a level of comfort and enjoyment that came with this sort of close contact with the girl. He only had a second to feel this way, though, before he felt a stinging pain in his neck. She was biting him? Despite the pain, Remy couldn't help but smile.
"Now dat's more like it, girl. I guess you remembered - I always like to play rough." Having said his piece, Remy reached back over his shoulders and grabbed hold of Elisabeth, easily pulling and flipping her off of him onto the ground in front of him. When he did so, however, he heard a ripping noise. He held up his hand, and discovered a large, torn-off piece of Psylocke's red dress in his grip. Remy's grin was now ear to ear - this more than made up for his shredded jacket.