Charles smiled up at her when she emerged. She looked better than she did in the uniform. More casual, at least. He smiled and offered her a cup of coffee, with some milk and sugar sitting on one of the kitchen counters. He rolled around the small kitchen island, adding milk and sugar to his tea.

"That's an interesting gift," he murmured softly. "What else can you do with it?" He had to admit, he found it intriguing. "I've been thinking about it and if you don't know that Logan was here, then we might not be from the same timelines. Perhaps we should compare notes, hmm?"

He moved over to the table and used his powers to slide a chair out for her, before moving into position at at the one end of the table with no chair. "Would you like something to eat as well? I could try to scratch up something?"