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Kitty Pryde (phasinghalfpint) wrote in wariscoming,

Kitty didn't really care where Booth's mood was at the moment, if she were honest. After finding out the stupid stuff he was ready to do he got exactly what he deserved. If he couldn't think through the consequences of what he was trying to do, then he didn't need to be left free to do whatever he wanted. He'd do exactly what he had contemplated doing; Kitty didn't doubt that at all, Booth was the kind of guy that did exactly what he thought was best even if it was stupid. So, the fact that he wasn't thinking things through in this situation had him getting exactly what he deserved. He was basically grounded, and he really deserved it, actually.

Kitty rolled her eyes at him saying whatever. Wasn't she the one that was closer to teenage years here? Kitty looked up to Booth in many ways, not just because he was taller either. He was a good guy, he was a good friend to have too. The small mutant rolled her eyes at Booth's words. "You don't get it, Booth. You're not thinking things through because your friend is involved, for one. And for two sometimes the best thing a friend can do is be there for the friend, as in being there for Sam and not trying to run off and be dumb. Brady can be taken care of later, I think Sam's wellbeing matters a whole lot more." She pointed out. "What deal?" She didn't know what deal but if it involved Lucifer she sure wasn't going to support the deal.

Kitty looked at Booth and a big part of her didn't believe him. "No, you don't always need guns. You're on a safe place, you're not going to have to defend your life here." Kitty pointed out, uncrossing her arms. "And without the guns you're still a lot of things, Booth. You're still a good dad, a good friend, and a lot of things." She'd take the chance for now, but if he tried to go anywhere he'd end up stuck somewhere that he wouldn't be able to get out of. She reached out, grabbing his arm and phased, letting the handcuffs fall through his arm so that they were off.

"There, but I mean it. Don't try to go anywhere or I'll stick you in the floor or the wall."