Of the newcomers, the pretty blonde who knew Emma seemed the quietest, the most self-contained in a way. It was that, the fact that she seemed both shy and not shy somehow, that drew Kitty to her, more than her being a mutant. Which, granted, Kitty was assuming, but it seemed like a good assumption from how happy Emma seemed to see her.

So when she saw her sitting by herself that morning, Kitty plated up a couple of Emma's chocolate croissants and brought them with a carafe of coffee to the her table. "Hi." She offered a friendly smile. "Mind a little company?"