Forge was mildly impressed, not that he let it show. He had quite the control over his expressions when he wanted to. She had a brain, he had to give her that. Just looking at the blueprints she could pick out a good room. That alone was reason to be cautious, and Forge set his notebook atop the blueprints, open pages down, just to make sure. He did not need Shy or worse, Fischer yelling at him for possibly feeding mutants information.
"I sincerely doubt that." His comment was honest, but it was tinged with a bit of regret. Something in him was wanting to do something for the girl, to help the female whose name he did not even know. It was disturbing in its own way, something he would have to consider more fully later. "Are you new here?" He questioned, still studying her thoughtfully.