Kurt's eyes widened. He was pretty sure they were now the size of dinner plates. "I, um..."
Alright, time to move locations. He glanced at Raven meaningfully, then sort of side-stepped off to a more private area. Like behind an abandoned concession stand, because people were flocking to things like newly introduced Belgian waffles.
"Yes," he said at last. "Where I come from, people know, although the fear of mutants is still there. Do you know of Charles Xavier?" If she was aware of mutant happenings and goings-on, the name would sound familiar. Even non-mutants knew of Charles and his views.