Ty visibly relaxed a fraction as he listened to the man speak. Talented? Was this guy nuts? Unless you considered coming off as a pesky mutant to most and a crazy hyped up young adult to others then sure, you could say he had some sort of talent. Ty had remembered hearing a group talking about their funds once but because it had been no business of his, Ty had ignored it. For the most part he funded himself, if you could really call the small income he got as funding.<br/><br/>"So what you're saying is that you need someone to go out and show others that mutants aren't going to hide in the shadows forever?" Ty asked. "I mean, I've done it before but it never really went anywhere, well other then punishment." Not thinking about it Ty pushed his sleeve up his arm and rubbed at the scars that marred the skin there.