In truth, if he had said the battle shell was part of his own Jules wouldn't have any reason to disbelieve him, at least at first. Who knows how things work! He does scoff just a bit at the mention of mutants.

"Pretty sure every super's a mutant of some sort these days. Least where I'm from." He gives a little shrug. "I got my powers when a bunch of glowing green rain fell down on the city."

Jules is happy to follow along, falling in beside him with the faint click of cowboy boots on pavement. "The names Jules. Or uh... Circuitbreaker if you wanna go by hero names. Pretty new to this stuff still." He returns, a casual smile lingering as they slip off towards somewhere less conspicuous. "I doubt I'll be here long, but if I am, I wouldn't mind checking out some of the stuff you can make. It's handy to have something to put excess energy into."

And oh boy, is he probably wrong there. Travelling out will likely be far harder than travelling in.