Kitty bites into her scone and nods. She's still a little nervous of Belle and not really in the mood to have a fight, but she has her training, which includes that damned demon Ogun knowledge inside her, and she'd be okay. She's just... so darned tired, and wants her tea.
She sighs. "The Remy I got to know wasn't thrilled with the idea of joining... 'a bunch of superheroes', as you put it. He balked at spandex and chaffed at rules and generally butted heads with various folks." She has another bite of her scone and contemplates the Gambit from her universe.
"I think hooking up with us for a bit was... convenient for him, and it worked well for us." She smiles. "And hey, he plays a good game of basketball, so I have some sort of challenge, and he taught me how to hustle at pool, and... he's saved a lot of lives."
Kitty finishes her scone and sips her tea, settling back into her chair. "Tell me about him," she asks quietly. "The Remy you know."