"Can't be a teacher if you aren't filled with opinions." Kitty teased with a small smirk, "Or so I've heard." She added, as if she wasn't the very teacher in question. It was never really the sort of thing she imagined for herself, teaching, training up the next generation, but it had fit well for a time. Here though, it left her a little bit unsure of what her role should be. Jean didn't need a teacher anymore, and neither did any of the other mutants, and there were no X-Men for her to lead here.
So all she was left with was teasing about it. Which was fine, she'd just have to find something more to do with her time. And for now that included spending more time with John.
She laughed when tried to think of what fomo could possibly mean, shaking her head at him when he made his vulgar suggestion. "I'll be sure to remember that." She said dryly, bit with a smile on her face, letting him come up with one more guess before she decided to take pity on him. "I'm told it means fear of missing out." She explained, "So you see that your friends are at the park having a good time one afternoon, and you are filled with fomo - the fear that they're having a good time without you and you're missing all of it."
It was - well she understood the sentiment, she just wasn't entirely sure they needed a word for it. Or whatever fomo actually was, it probably wasn't a real word.
She narrowed her eyes at him just a little when he balked at her suggestion of a picture, because they hadn't kissed yet. As if that should make a difference at all. "Let's wait and see how tonight goes before we decide we're changing that." Though that look on his face, and well mostly everything from tonight had left Kitty open to the idea of it at the very least.