"Wow, all these colorful mutants!" Regardless of hair or skin, he's always thrilled to find something in common with his brethren. Storm rings a bell, though. "Wait, Storm? As in ... Ororo Munroe?" Since he's met her in his homeworld and then on Thisavrou, which means he knows both his own weather-manipulator and Rogue's.

And if it's made clear to him that she doesn't want to talk about the other woman, he'll drop it there-- no harm done or anything.

"Because you'd be worried about touching them, yes?"