"Rachel? Rachel Summers-Grey? I know a woman by that name. And yes we are both mutants."

For a moment he is tempted to disbelieve the young man, but then remembers his own childhood and what it felt like to not be respected despite his genius. His voice softens.

"I would enjoy talking of science with you then sometime."

then he realizes he hasnt asked and does.

"ah... what is your name?"