A hand went to his face, wiping the illusion away so he was Xavier again. He rubbed at his hand, removing the scar before tilting his head to the side. "I try."
He gave a shrug - not even a lie. "All the new people, I suppose. After you change, I assume you know it then." He was glad to let it drop though and steepled his fingers once more. "Good, thanks." A moment's pause, before he asked, "Can I ask about your sleeping disorder then?"