When he had first heard Kael speak, John hadn't really been paying attention. It was probably why he hadn't realized he wasn't speaking to a rather tall woman as much as he was speaking to a rather androgynous looking man. Who wore what looked suspiciously like girl jeans. But hearing Kael now, while completely focused, made the difference. John almost halted to a stop right then and there while exiting the building, to raise both eyebrows and ask, "You're a man?" Well, shit. "Sorry mate, my bad." Fortunately for them, the pause was brief and they were well away from that particular 7-11 when the police decided to burst into the store to arrest what the cashier had described to them on the phone as 'Circus Freaks.'
John had enough brushes with the law to hold his questions in until they were a few blocks away and in an alley, which was as safe as he figured he was going to get with no place to go and with no idea what was going on. It was only then that he paused for longer than a few moments, before looking up at the blond he had mistaken for a woman. "So. What the fuck is going on?" The other man seemed to have more answers than he did and probably knew what was going on with his whole resurrection thing.
Coming back from the dead was disorientating business and he had no way of knowing that he hadn't come back from the dead to his own world. He was probably going to hurt someone when he found out what was going on and when he realized Kitty Pryde was walking around these parts, she was probably going to be the one he hurt.
John may have reformed, but he still hated that pint-sized bitch.