"Caitlin Carmichael," Xavier repeated with a smile, taking a slight step to the side to get more out of the way of people moving in and out of the building. "It's very nice to meet you, Caitlin."
She'd asked for his autograph, but he didn't have anything on him - parchment, quill, pen, anything. He hadn't exactly been anticipating needing any of those things between there and home, but perhaps he should have known better by then. "I'll gladly give you an autograph, but I don't have anything to sign... we could go in and I'm sure the receptionist here would be able to help?"