"I'm not," Jimmy reassured her, "but I make no promises for Giselle." Warpath joked and added fuel to the hawk vs. dragon grudge match they were clearly working up to.
Warpath allowed an honest chuckle to escape his throat when Kitty's observation about her attire struck him. "Don't ever change, Pryde." He told the little Jew girl with an aura of sweetness she was not to get used to.
Confident Shadowcat's awkwardness had earned her more information, Jimmy lowered his voice and moved his lips closer to the cat's little ear. "One of Odin's swords flew straight into the hands of this little hairy dude who claims to be one of Odin's kids." You know, like ya did. Warpath pulled back and shot Kitty an expression that read, 'but you didn't hear that from me'.
"For real, though. You look amazing." He circled back to her appearance now that he'd gotten to see her up close, and felt how the fabric clung to the small of her back. "I'm just happy to see you out of your hoodies," he lightly jabbed, because that's what he did. "And not wearing pants."