Not catching all of that, only her name and something about showing him his room, he reluctantly shakes the outstretched hand and sighs, "Simon. And sure, lead the way I guess." Trudging after the rather bouncy girl, he drags his bags along. At least the place looked rather nice.
"So...what do you do?" He's curious, it's not like one runs into other mutants very often and he figured if there was one place that wouldn't be a rude question it'd be here.
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