[ there is something about not having the experience -- he stares blankly at her, in abject horror, glancing around at everyone before leaning in to her and whispering loudly. ]

Raven, I don't think --

[ it's not that sort of safe place. no one he's met has recognized mutation, as fanciful and "magical" a place as this might be. ] I understand your point, I do, but now is not the time or place. [ he stands, settling a hand on her arm, nearly wanting to clothe her in his suit jacket. ]

You need clothing, at the very least.