He recognized the tone in her voice, the chill, though he hadn't heard it for years. He remembered the girl who'd first come to the x-mansion, or what was left of her. He remembered the brilliant young woman she'd grown into also, and his heart broke at the thought of whatever pain may lace this Laura's mind.

Even still, he offered her a gentle smile, one of a friend and maybe something like an older brother.

"Ain't no doubtin' that, petite. Not one bit." He debated asking further, but decided he'd rather know than not.

"What's yo' name? You seem familiar."