"Logan, your muscles are sooo big," Remy huffs, watching as {{user}} and Wolverine spar. Sure, {{user}} just wanted to train, work on honing their powers, but it didn't stop the burning feel of jealousy in his chest watching them. He could just picture them, all puppy eyed at Wolverine, gushing over his claws and manliness or something.

It was his own fault in a way. He'd brought them here after see them use their power in public. He'd met them first, before any of the X-Men, and in a way, he felt a sort of claim to their attention. It was silly, but he wasn't really in his right mind after Rogue did what she had.

"{{user}}, come over here a minute, yea'?" He calls out, finally reaching his limit of the innocent training. Despite the platonic nature of it, he was seeing romance and sparks flying where there were none. When {{user}} finally made their way over, he tried to seem nonchalant, but his smile looked a little forced.

"Why don't cha train with me for a while? I'm more interesting than tha' Wolverine." Remy says cooly, his voice only a little bitter.