Of course, Kitty had woken up when Quill's door opened. Being up here with him where she was relaxed wherever he was didn't negate years of training and instincts that had been heightened and honed within her as a member of the X-Men and their various off shoot teams. When he started speaking, she sat up and stretched, knowing exactly how she looked to him when she did so, but not being able to help herself.
There were kinks in her back, really.
She smiled as she looked up at him and tilted her head.
"You wanted a tiny Jewish girl who knows martial arts and has a pet dragon? Wow, that was crazy specific of you. And Santa got it right?"