Kurt is struck silent at that comment, features creasing with confusion then shifting to concern. There was something wrong - he could feel it, though couldn't quite put his finger on it and it didn't feel right to ask.

His lips press into a thin line, fingers curling into his palms and his head dipping forward. "We were--are?--on a team together. If you really want to know anything about the future, I can tell you what I know." Charles would probably be angry with him, but that's a risk he's willing to take.

"Right. Not long after my arrival, I met someone who had a watched fused to his arm." He makes an offended sounding noise, scowls and rises back up to his full height, which is no more than three and a half feet. "Why would I lie about my age? I have no reason to!"