The impressions Psylocke is getting with her telepathy make her smile almost as much as Gambit's flirtatious comment.
Excellent; Logan's going to provide backup, and Scott's playing the Fearless Leader card to the hilt.
She's already splitting off from Remy, moving through the shadows of the mansion, seeking an alternate route to beat Creed to his destination, and cut off any alternate escape routes.
How charming. This is shaping up to be a manifestly unfair fight...and for once, the odds are in the X-Men's favour!
{Wolverine, this is Psylocke. Cyclops is monitoring our progress; he says we want to take Sabretooth prisoner and find out why he's here. Sadly, that means no shish-kebab, either of his body or his brain.}
The tinge of regret in her mental voice suggests she herself would greatly prefer otherwise...but then, even when she first joined the X-Men, Psylocke was ruthless. Since her transformation into the X-Men's own "dragon lady", even more so.
While she doesn't pry, she wonders if Logan knows her...remembers the nights they spent tearing up Macao and Madripoor, literally and figuratively, while he helped her adjust to her new body and sensibilities.