[ Her eyes widen and flicker as he speaks, the names - or, rather, the mangling of her name that's oh so familiar to her - slipping over her and making her stare at him for a long time. The things he's saying... She doesn't understand how he knows, how he's aware, and it makes her uneasy even as he reaches out and shakes his hand. Still, she's met people that have been capable of reading minds and memories before; Professor Xavier was one of them.

Their hands shake and she keeps smiling. ]

You're welcome, really. I, um.

[ There's a flush on her face, now, at the idea that she really has been making things easier. She isn't sure how he knows more than it being some kind of magic and she steps closer, careful, tilting her head and letting her eyes flicker over his face. ]

Is there anything I can help you with? I'm not sure how you know, but I - I have been helping, or trying to. If I can make things a bit less confusing...