She exchanges the broken handle for the cup, and steps forward to give him a grateful kiss, "You're so thoughtful, mi amor. Thank you."

Not a good time to drink coffee. But it's good to smash against the cultists head and knock him out! Then she just ties him up and drops him off in front of a parked police cruiser, and takes a portal to Kurt's room. "Sorry I broke your pot..." she says holding up the handle.

It's a bit early for this, isn't it? Haven't even had my coffee.

Darcy plants feather soft kisses on his cheeks and gently pries him off of her. "Your injuries, mi cielo? May I tend to them and then we can nap? I have more of that lovely arnica cream for your bruises..."

"Siiii me tesoro..." she lifts him carefully to lay him on his back upon her big, comfortable bed.

"Oh darling..." she shakes her head sorrowfully at the way he's acting. "Come, let me get you comfortable and take a look at your injuries." She leads him carefully to her bed, so he can lay down.

“Anytine for my favorite German mutant”

“Maybe we should get that check out?”

“Are you sure” She tilted her head a bit

She chuckles as she uses her magic to get him up “You funny furball”

Rushes over to help “Hey, are you okay?”

"Oh-" Darcy touches the shimmery pink goop on her cheek and looks embarrassed. Then hastily wipes her fingers on her shirt. "Those bigots did this to you?" She asks as she gets closer, but it's hard to see the extent of his injuries when the bruises blend in to the blue fur.

+ her hands and rushes over to him, "Kurt?? Oh, baby!! What happened to you?"