Xavier dealt with the staring, waiting for the change that should be clear - he had a good enough control vefore, why was this impossible now? He passed his hand before his eyes again, focusing on the color brown and how he normally looked as Xavier. "Kurwa," he muttered.
"Have you done anything like this before?" he demanded a moment later. "I can't go back up there looking like this." Gina was here. Even if Lucas seemed to coast along, oblivious to everything else, Gina was a possibility. If she even fucking remembered him.
He couldn't let that risk happen in any case. "God damn it."