It was still hard to tell, and Junior was so desperate to make sure Felix wouldn't disappear on him that he didn't want to presume on any subject. Better to let Felix lead for now, and his hand only tightened around Felix's forearm when they were pulled closer together. It was such an amazing feeling, and Junior dimly wondered if Felix had ever gotten used to it. As he spoke about his work, Junior figured he must have. How could he not, coming into contact with other mutants on such a basis? Being so close, though, couldn't be nearly as normal and he took it in with a pleased smile while he met Felix's eyes. It felt almost like a drug, something injected into him and making him feeling bright and whole. Such a sensation being directly related to the touch of a specific person obviously only brought him closer without the conscious realization of the quickly-forming Pavlovian response.

"See?" he asked softly. "You're the amazing one. Fantastic. That's got to take a lot of work and courage, and... the mutant in the news. You were looking for her?"