[As Scott looks up at Kotone, it's still pretty easy for him to catch that confused recognition from her eyes before it promptly disappears. It's just an expression that he's seen a lot lately, from people on the street, from store clerks. 'You look like Cyclops, that mutant revolutionary,' and yeah. He knows. He's going to be that guy.

Except, well, strangely enough, as he continues to stare up at her, there's this... warm feeling in his chest. Very similar in the way he gets when Jean smiles brightly at him.

You're really tired, Summers.

He closes his eyes for a moment, before exhaling loudly and with some amount of sarcasm--]

Oh yeah, I normally spend my day staring up at the sky while having an existential crisis. I do it after my afternoon tea.