Snark’s moment had been spent stuffing his face with sandwiches while everyone else went on to either poke at the strange creatures, talk with each other or get angry and decide to leave. He was fair content with what he had managed to get and hadn’t gotten away with this much food in a long time without being caught or using stolen money. He didn’t understand why everyone else was not bothered by this free food, but that just meant there was more for him and so long as he could hold out this illusion that he actually knew whether he had any freakish abilities. There must had been something to him that the Xavier guy knew about, otherwise he wouldn’t had been the first face he’d see when arriving unknowingly in New York.

With the confusion settling in and his questionable existence coming to mind, he slowly got up again and looked around, giving the strange creatures a good staring at before he slowly but surely backed away from the fridge, staring at them intently before shaking his head and heading on after Logan. He surely couldn’t question those things after what he saw pop out of the guy’s hands and the coins floating around, that would definitely be moronic and all he’d look to be is dumb.

It was pretty worrying to think about it, really. Just why was he here? He was just planning on finding shelter from the New York Spring weather and ended up finding that strange guy and all these weird people. If there really wasn’t anything different about him and he was completely normal then he was going to be in big trouble; this guy didn’t mess around and if he was found to be wasting time then he was probably going to get torn apart. Somewhat dreading the very idea, he still followed on after Logan down into the strange bunker, the floor cold beneath his worn shoes as it ran up his body. It was certainly pretty eerie, who knew how many people had died down here because of this guy.

Wiping down his shirt a little, he looked to the girl who was the first to speak up to the man before frowning a little before he cleared his throat to try and grab attention before the girl would start, “Hmm sir, with the claws…” he spoke, eyeing them before, “You didn’t say what would happen if we can’t actually ‘show off’ what we can possibly do; would that count as wasting your time? What if it turns out there’s nothing at all? You know, just incase…”