Kitty chuckled and shook her head. "This might be the one time where a girl says she doesn't mind looking older and means it." Kitty was always in a hurry to grow up. She started crime fighting at thirteen years old and balked against them treating her like a trainee. She wanted to be a respected equal of the other X-Men as soon as possible. She might worry she didn't look at her best right now, to impress him, but the age at least wasn't a concern.
It felt good to have his arm around her again, although she was a little worried with him stretching with his injuries. He seemed okay. "Not yet, it'd do more harm than good moving you around." Kitty was really trying to remember boundaries and everything, considering she'd just hurt him. But they were cuddling and he was flirting. "Maybe you'll get a sponge bath. I'll try not to suggest they send in a big burly man instead of a beautiful nurse." She tilted her head back to smile at him. She was at least half kidding.