Pyro / Shadowcat
The way she teased back, in the moment of danger was perfect. They could take a moment to be who they were, while going off to open that grade A can of whoop ass. That was the thing they needed, right? Just a little sarcasm and ass kicking.
While Kitty was doing her work, John was doing his. The thing he wish he had about his suit though, was the fire resistance. Being in his clothes he had to be extra careful to manipulate the heat factor so he didn't fry his clothes off his own body. The fires he controlled didn't burn him, but would promptly light his clothes on fire if he wasn't careful.
The fire falcon he had been controlling came back down to him so he could use the fireball to lift him up. Something he wasn't sure exactly how it would go, but no time like the present. The talons picked his body up and guided him up to a lower building before dropping him off on the roof of a near building. There was a group of people trapped about to be cut down by a pair of aliens. As he landed, he rolled taking grasp of other nearby flames putting up a wall of fire blocking the ray gun fire. Pumping up the intensity he dropped the wall of flames onto the aliens letting them burn.
Saving the people was a good feel, one that he wasn't overly familiar with. Then he heard it from a teen among the people who saved him. 'Oh my god. That was so cool! He's so cool!!' Glancing, John raised his eyebrows some then his eyes went three stories down to Kitty. "Baby! BABY!" Did you hear that?!" His fire falcon then picked him up again bringing him down to her. Once next to Kitty while driving the giant fireball into a group of aliens in a small explosion releasing those flames from his control. Thumbing up to the roof. "That kid said I was cool. It's obviously the sunglasses." Nothing to do with his fire control abilities.