"I'd never even considered that. I don't mind the catch-all term of the city, though: xenian." Unity is important in the face of factions that see them as something lesser to be divided and conquered.

He tries to suppress a smile at Odessa's assurance combined with her forethoughts. Then leaves off mind-reading completely, because he feels a little guilty at having peeked (the temptation is too strong at times, especially when it's essentially an extra sense).

"Not too horrible." He shifts in his seat, always a little uncomfortable when people realise the burden he sometimes carries. Instead he focuses on Odessa's admittance to her own abilities. "Really?" He looks momentarily mischievous, before asking, "Care to demonstrate? I'm amenable to showing off myself."