If she's open to be interrupted, here's Kate coming to do just that. She's dressed very casually, a plain white tanktop under a unzipped pink and white striped hoodie, black jeans, and black boots. It still feels weird to her that she's going to hang out with Mystique of all people. Even though Raven isn't Mystique just yet, the fact that Kate knows what the blonde girl becomes in a few years is something she can't shake just yet.

Regardless, though, there's a spring in Kate's step as she heads towards the table where Raven's camped out, plopping down into the other chair the only way a teenager can. "What's up?"