Her quip about being called Shadowcat would of probably brought a smirk to his face, if he was in a better mood. "According to you, I'm behind the times, remember." John respond in a droll tone.
When she didn't take the booze bottle he held out for her, he shrugged and pulled his arm back. There just wasn't a lot he cared about at this point, and if you'd ask Pyro at a later date, he'd say he was appreciative of Kitty coming. Showed someone had faith in his abilities to turn his life a different direction.
Glancing back to Kitty from the flames that were dancing in the fire pit, he could agree with that. He didn't even know this Tony. Hell, their Tony he barely knew. Just most of. Everyone knew of Iron Man. You couldn't not know of him. With a sigh he looked back away from her and took another swallow from the bottle. Rum? Whiskey? Yeah definitely whiskey.
"Well, if you're here to convince me to go, or that I'm not this big ole villain, you're also in the wrong place." Pyro looked back to her. "I don't care. If you're here, you drink and you accept this village is shit, or you know where the door is." His head nudge back the way she came. "Not that you need it."