He grimaced slightly and put one foot behind the other, almost as if to hide them. "They're not built for human shoes, no," he said quietly. It caused him a lot of pain, especially as a child, though he'd learned to fold them on themselves and withstand the worst of the stress it put on them. He didn't even take that much aspirin anymore. Lost in thought he didn't notice her stumbling over the words, and just shrugged at the end statement. "Hiding is the only.... was the only option, back home. I prefer to do the science experiments, not be the experiment."
The story about the... did she stay satyr? As in the legendary animal? However, if people were from all different universes, Hank supposed it was possible...
"I don't know much about this city," he admitted, then took her hand and squeezed it gently as he felt a flutter of anxiety at the idea that she conjured. "But I've yet to see anybody who doesn't look human. I hardly think exposing myself as a freak would be a good idea. I agree that normal humans fail to see the possibilities in people with abilities. But that doesn't mean it's a good idea to shove difference and extreme variance in their faces. They may be wrong, but they're the most predominant force on the planet. even somebody with far greater powers than I would be vulnerable to the sheer numbers they exist in."
Her question about genetic code, however, brought a small smile back to his face. "Yes. It's... well. Essentially it's the building blocks of life. Everything you are, everything you exist as, is written in that code, and it's present and imprinted in every cell of your being. The most unfathomably small difference in any part of it can create extreme diversity, and understanding it may hold the key to preventing many diseases, birth defects, and mental health issues. My own genetic code matches a normal humans in all ways but one. A single gene is active that isn't in the average human. That one gene is what completely altered my physical form. It's... fascinating, really. But... I should stop before I start to bore you." He looked at her a tad anxiously. He didn't often talk to anybody about anything significant, and he didn't want to mess it up by obsessing over his work.