With nails ripping down his back Xi'an was going to get clothing ripped off when Kitty got home, she decided. Waiting until they were more clear of the crowd, Kitty pressed her fist into her palm and bowed formally to Loras. It felt appropriate, from his demeanor and the way the fight had gone. A sign of respect for a warrior, ingrained in her core. She had a brief image of bowing to Logan like this, more than once.