She was smiling. Good sign. It would seem like he had nothing to worry about. Maybe being in space meant he didn't have to hide what he was, which he liked. He didn't have to hide in Storybrooke either. "People usually hunt us" He replied as he reached up and scratched his eyebrow just like his father did often. He had picked up a lot of Michael's mannerisms the closer they got in Storybrooke. He was already a lot like the man before they even met and now he was even more like him.
He was surprised when she opened her eyes and they were completely black. That was the last thing he would have expected from this girl. As he opened his mouth to ask about the eyes, she began explaining that she was a mutant and that she played with shadows. He remembered reading about mutants in Storybrooke so he wasn't too thrown off by this information. All he could do was look amazed as she made a shadow chimp that grabbed the vase and took it over to her. She wouldn't be able to tell that anything even happened to the vase.