"That was awfully mightily Christian of you, Kitty Pryde." John leaned in some. "I mean, to save little ole me?" John batted his eyelashes at her some but in all actuallity, he was just more than happy about the final verdict of things. He would say he wasn't feeling one hundred percent better, but this was a hell of a lot better than he was feeling just even the day before. This, was a great day not having to fear that it was truly Legacy they were dealing with. He was able to live like himself and especially not worry that Kitty was going to kick the bucket.
Life was going to be fine. At least for now.
"You're luck to have me, because not only am I literally the cutest around, but I am also so damn charming." Pyro leaned and shifted how he was laying some. "I can also cook pretty well." There was a chuckle, but his smile never vanished from his face, until she talked about forgetting what it was like not having her powers.
John didn't like thinking about that. "I don't like you without your powers... that's not you Kitty." Pyro judged her some. "You're you with your powers, and you are perfect the way you are." Okay, perfect was a stretch because no one was perfect, but he god damn liked her a whole bunch.