"I don't trust this place. My people, mutant humans, are hated and persecuted all the time back home. To have this reaction instead feels utterly fake." She shakes her head. "I'm not sad to not be chased all day, but I definitely don't like this."

She downs half her drink in one go, smacking her lips and nodding. "Molson Ice. Always hits the spot."

She grins at him.

"Take your time with this world, get used to it, see things, ask questions. Don't let anyone tell you how to do things, okay?"