"Ja, Rogue ordered it when we met up, I wanted to see if I could remember if I liked it or not." Kurt is distracted from that thought almost immediately by the fingers mapping out the muscles in his shoulders. He makes a soft, pleased noise in the back of his throat, closing his book; between the various arrivals and the increase in violence around the town, the tension of the last couple of weeks has been ratcheting up in his spine like rocks stacked on top of each other.

Still, Logan's words are enough to keep him grounded for a moment or two. His tail twists thoughtfully around the back of his chair.

"Of course I'm not opposed." A lover of any audience, there's a lot for him to enjoy in that thought. "But what skills are you expecting me to display, liebling?"