Kyle considered himself different even from mutants. Most mutants had some measure of control. They could use their powers or not as they chose, they were at least human in that respect. He was not, his feral gene was always there, and even if he were injected with a power suppressing serum, his looks would still be the same, still houndish, haggard, even if he did lose the fur. His temper would still be there, he was very sure, be it part of his mutation or not, it had always been there. He sighed, raking a hand roughly through his hair.
"I unno," he answered her honestly. "They should be if they're not." It was a firm statement, he entirely convinced of this. A thin, rather forced chuckle left his chest as he shifted to stand, not moving away, just standing and shaking out his muscles. "'M notta good person. 'M dangerous." He stated it firmly, swallowing down a small wave of guilt as his fingers moved over the piercings in his ears.