Stuffing her hands into her pockets, Kitty stood there. She didn't know what to expect. Was he going to be the same person? Was he the same guy that she'd known? What if he was vastly different? Despite her worries, her feet were planted firmly in place. Kitty Pryde didn't run away, not unless she had to. This wasn't a situation where she had to, unfortunately.
Biting her bottom lip, Kitty was surprised when she heard a familiar voice from behind her. Automatically, the small woman spun around. What she saw was familiar and different at the same time. It wasn't the same mike that had died just last month. He was a younger Mike. It was more than a little bit of a shock. In fact, Kitty's jaw fell open from the surprise. ".....Hey." Her voice was quiet.
What the hell had happened? Kitty could barely believe her eyes. He was so young, it was strange to see. It was almost too hard for her to wrap her mind around, but she found herself moving closer to him. "Wow." Evidently Kitty couldn't form more than that for the moment. Lifting her hands, she rubbed her face a little bit before dropping them.
"You're younger." Kitty paused a moment before she continued, "I'm glad you made it here safe." Best to go with honesty for the moment. It was just so good to see him right now.