"Aye, blue fur. And he's heavily religious, so it makes for fun to attend church with him. If they even let him in, of course. Name's Nightcrawler...or Kurt." She shrugged, looking out over the city. "We have code names to try and protect us or some shite, but it doesn't always work. Mine is Psylocke." Scout thought it was silly to reveal names, but she felt otherwise.
Not sure of what to expect with his hand in hers, she waited with drawn breath; the guy she knew who could control fire could produce visible flames. Feeling the change in temperature just under his touch, she let out her breath in a gasp, eyes snapping from his hand to his eyes and back again. "And here all I can think of now is what it must be like to shag you." Elisabeth met his eyes once more, her smile sly.