"Much more polite that way," X agrees with a surprised smile. He expected backlash, but he isn't sure why. Habit? Or maybe he's just pleased at a little validated reminder of his home, however far removed.

-- and his new friend has a point. They're on display here, right next to a wanted poster, and if anyone tries to start something, it could trigger X's trance again. That's the last thing he wants. That's the last thing anyone wants.

X steps away from the poster, suddenly much more mindful of his face being in view. "Do you have somewhere in mind?" he asks.