"I didn't mean the uniforms— not that it matters," he shrugs.

"Ha. I like that. I AM the danger. This island could stand to recognize that a little more." His boasting draws a few looks from his insect companions. "Not to you guys. We're cool."

He looks at David over the rim of his glasses. "Uhh. I don't exactly keep tabs on the coming and going of CSI: Krakoa," he says. "I was in the middle of dealing with the fall out from McCoy's Terra Verde mess when I woke up here. And so did Wolverine so— hope Sage and Dom can pinch hit on that one for a while."