"Mm." He leans back against the counter, considering. His best guess is still not really adding up, but then again, he just met an English Charles Xavier, whose sister is Raven Darkholme, so it's clear the playing field is not the one he's intimately familiar with.

"He sounds old school, whoever he is," he says, and his CiD beeps so he pulls it out, checking the text message. "Apparently wherever he's from, he knew me at least a little... oh, great." He makes a face, seeing the note about the Brotherhood and the Marauders. "Well I'm gonna meet him and figure this out. Can you wrangle your boys and - damn. Did you talk to Clarice yet?"

Door number three!