Kurt gathered up his invisible tail, letting it run through his hand, smoothing out fine, short fur before he let it wrap around his leg. This time he was deliberately leaning his face in the hollow of Jason's neck before he tightened his arms around him. There was something appealing about a man who could easily rest his chin on Kurt's head... The demonic man teleported.
They landed next to Jason's car, and Kurt still kept as close as barely a step away as he looked at the Studebaker. "I do not approve of you putting down our beautiful little mansion. Despite the odd teeanage mutant crying in their cornflakes every now and then, your Plaza has nothing on us." Actually, Kurt didn't mind the children either, he enjoyed 'babysitting'. "Then again - I have seen the way you looked at the old rooms like the Märchenkönig's up there. I assume you prefer something more luxurious than our IKEA beds?"
The mutant ran his human-looking fingers over the curve of the car. "If you remove my disguise, can I still drive with you?" It's beautiful... so was the image inducer's disguise, if not as well-crafted. In the end, though, what does it matter? They can't change me, they can only hide me, and it'd be cowardly to do it more than I have to.