Kitty had stolen out and grabbed some simple food - crackers, chips - but she hadn't eaten a real meal since she'd gotten out of the hospital. And she hadn't had an actual kitchen of her own in what felt like forever. Seeing one that was full of food, even if it was mostly junk, and occupied by someone who was familiar and comfortable instead of people squatting in an abandoned house... it was disorienting. But wonderful.
And she hadn't seen Jubilee in years. Kitty paused at the doorway, starting to smile in spite of herself. Some things apparently stayed the same no matter what universe.