Planning for the future.
Yule, Jol, Jul... whatever way you spelled it, it was creeping upon Asgard by the hour since the wedding had come and gone. Kitty had volunteered her spare time to be occupied by adding some decor and lending a hand in the preparation. It was the first Jul celebrated without the OG Allfather, so people were hoping for a good time and a bright spot before the wait on spring. As she strung pinecones from pillar to pillar in a side hall (as was part of her tradition at Xavier's - helping with winter holiday prep), she became distracted with the situation she'd put herself in during the wedding. You know, the one where she had sex with a carnality demigod...? Now he was seeking out answers and definitions and he knew very well who he was dealing with, but it all felt so... big. Important? It wasn't, in the grand scheme of things. No one really cared who Jimmy dated - not in any sort of stately way. He could do what he wanted. On the small scale, Kitty Pryde had no idea how she truly felt about Warpath. So... Time was the only thing, she felt, that was going to help her with answers. Time with her thoughts, and time with Jimmy. Avoiding him wouldn't help either of them. And the ceilings were high, so she'd asked him to meet her to help spread cheer. Oy to the world.