Kurt hadn’t meant to startled the pair, but some things were just inevitable, even without his mutant appearance. His image inducer the professor had given him was a lifesaver in so many situations, such as times like this when approaching a pair of unknown individuals and their giant dog as a blue furred, spade tailed, demonesque mutant was far from advisable.<br/><br/>As the two turned to face him, Kurt stopped and held his hands up, glancing between the two. He was a little thrown off by this being supposedly their first time here.<br/><br/>“I am sorry, but did you say this was your first time here? As in America?” He asked, not even considering that they may have been talking about their first time being on Earth.<br/><br/>When the next thing said was that he may not be able to help, Kurt crossed his arms, hoping the woman would continue. The X-Men had handled plenty of things that may have seemed like something much bigger than they could handle, but they had done it. Surely whatever these people needed wasn’t<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>big of a thing.<br/><br/>Kurt was a little relieved to learn that the dog, Lockjaw, wasn’t a concern. He could relate with some other mutants he knew, appearing more intimidating than they actually were when you got to know them.<br/><br/>The names were something else entirely, not sounding like any normal names Kurt was aware of, but then again, they had said they weren’t from around here.<br/><br/>“I am Kurt, Kurt Wagner.” He replied. “And, Inhumans? Is that like mutants?” He asked, having never heard of such a thing before now.