Remy pouted at Piotr; it wasn't the objective he was irate with, it was being woke up at knife point and a growl that had him in a mood. No coffee and no one let him light up on the jet.
"We've been hiding things from her? Et dat pissed her off?" Remy waved his arms in exasperation. "Okay, I confess den. I've been moonlighting a few nights at the local card tables, et sometimes, I blow off monitor duty to make out wit' Sage. Anything else?" He wanted to flick a card at the back of Logan's head, but everyone was too keyed up to make it funny. Instead he sighed dramatically and kept following, well, Jean's Boys.