Perfect brows arched and Selene looked at him as if he were spouting nonsense. Then laughed. Although it was at least a warm laugh rather than a mocking sort. "You're sick, Gambit. I really don't think you need to be roughhousing. Especially since I'd imagine your favorite sort of roughhousing leads to sex." At that she pursed her lips as she faintly smirked, brown eyes bright with amusement. "And the killing was the part I was truly enjoying, if I have to be honest. Something I certainly can't be doing with you." For starters she had no reason to want him dead. But she also was pretty sure actually harming the young man would result in that friend of his getting quite pissed off with her. Not that she was worried, but she was trying not to make enemies since she was still trying to keep what she was a secret to the general population of the place.