"No one likes being the odd one out," Xavier said simply. He hadn't much experience with it but it was true - he rambled on, feeling like it was a safer topic to do so. "It leads back to peer pressure again - no one wants to be the person left out of the group. We're naturally sociable creatures, we like being a part of a whole." He cracked a grin. "We being a relative term of course. I..." And that was why he didn't ramble. Not allowed, being Xavier. "I studied psychology for awhie as a hobby." He needed to remember that.
Which lead to Lucas. Xavier sighed, shaking his head - unsure of how much truth was necessary here versus making things work. "He's always been a bit different from everyone else. Thinking wise, he does enjoy getting a rise out of them." He'd seen that in college though it had been second hand - he'd never thought it would be turned against him one day. "I doubt he'll be without a fable if the next moon goes 'normally'. A slap of reality would be good for him."