Psylocke had a sense that someone else had joined her soon as she felt the added presence in her mind, but she waited until he spoke to decide on what to do. Pushing herself in a sitting position over the arch, she looked back at him, her smile widening in mischief and pleasure. Though his face was somewhat hidden beneath the hood and glasses, his voice was alluring and she was ready to play.
Licking her lips, Psylocke kept her eyes on him. "I do believe it just got better, love," she chirped, British accent rolling off her lips in a purr. She kept her telepathy to herself for now, but her eyes regarded him without much modesty. "Very interesting get up you have there, yeah?" How fitting that she had chosen to slip into her X-Men suit tonight.