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[b]Christopher Harris[/b]

Christopher's eyes widened at the man's herding, almost reminiscent of his mother who would move him out of the room when the important guests would arrive. Immediately his eyes scanned the room - spotting the woman he was so obviously being directed away from. She stood out. Clearly this was not her turf - but she wore it like it was. A slight twinge of envy, before her face registered. The supposed White Queen. Was she not a wannabe super villain - who was constantly circling more interesting and powerful people. What would she be doing here... This was the home of Charles Xavier. She was here with his permission - whether she repented, or whether he is on her side. Either way - Nothing Christopher could do about it. He noticed he had stopped walking for a moment, staring at her -before he began walking after his guide. 

[b]"It is rather beautiful. Is there anything that I should know about who I am meeting. Quirks I should take note of, or prepare myself for. I do Like being prepared. It serves to make a good first impression."[/b] He made sure to focus on the man, his expression conveying his true interest.