John was still very comparatively confused on why he'd ruin his gorgeous face with that. Of course, eh also understood exactly why he would. It wasn't out of the realm of crazy shit he'd do.
"If I had it my way, I wouldn't have died- but Legacy is a bitch." Which she would know. She was familiar considering she came from the same time. He was also guessing news of his death wasn't exactly silent since he torched out with X-Men at his side. "It's a better honor to fight for others and live than to die." John agreed. Of course, he was selfish in that sense that he'd rather not tip over if it wasn't worth it.
Nodding John felt playful in the idea. "Of course I am." St. John shifted his weight some. "Convincing reason?" Making a face in thought he glanced away the slightest before looking to Kitty again. "You'd just have to trust me." He said casually like that was all that was needed to be said. There was the thought that if it had happened what it would mean, but, they'd have to figure that out later.
"Nah. This is just foreplay isn't it?" John inquired softly as he approached her, now much less threatening.