Pyro would agree. Much better with the now than the later. Getting things out of the way before the got heavy was much preferred. In fact, John was still waiting for the blow out between the over sized icicle and himself. Though, thinking about it, John had little issues with Kitty Pryde herself. She was, amicable at least. Plus she was only busting his balls when he had it coming.
Then she was surprised. Everyone was surprised. Pyro raised his eyebrows. "I can do nice shit for the idiots of this village too, ya know." There you go. Pyro everyone knew and loved. "Yeah. I'm chasing cow." He expressed. "There seems to be this unreasonable desire for a hamburger. So I thought I'd hunt down beef, condiments, and do a good ole fashion cookout." Pyro shrugged. "It's probably stupid considering this door isn't cooperating."
John kicked the door. "Fuck this place."
Then she offered her company. Looking over, Pyro perked a brow. She wanted to come with him? "Excuse me?" John inquired almost stunned. He reshifted his mindset. "Do you really think that'd be fine?" St John inquired. " I mean, wont you get in trouble for fraternizing with the enemy?"