[There was another long, drawn out pause, before Remy pressed his lips together tight, trying to stop it. But couldn't. He started laughing, hard enough he had to put his cup down on the kitchen table to not drop it. After a few moments, including needing to rub a hand across his face to dismiss the laughter, he recovered enough to grin over at Kurt.

You're unbelievable, Darkholme.] Non, non, non, nothin' like that, cher, really. I know Jim sleeps 'round 'nd got others, that who he be. 'nd as hot as a few new scars would be, I think we can save that for when he get himself 'nto his own messes he gotta climb out of, hein?

[Another pause, though lighter than those before as Remy picked his cup back up.] Though, do 'ppreciate ya would go 'nd kick some tail for me. [Really, that was nice to know.] Didn' mean it to get ya worked up. [Then a grin to try and cool Kurt's temper again.] Though, will take ya as m' knight in shinin' armor 'nyday. [Before shooting a wink and a blown kiss in Kurt's direction.]