[ He really didn't think he would end up back here...

It takes him a moment or two but, eventually, it all comes back to him. The few months he'd spent on Etraya before he'd, apparently, been taken back to his world... a world he hadn't entirely been happy in for a number of weeks that bled into months... and now he's here again. He gets the earpiece, hears it all again, and walks through the portal after he's not exactly given much of a choice. Survive. Sure. He can do that. It's what he's been doing back home, if barely.

The moment he steps through the portal, he's there, backpack slung over his shoulder and ruby quartz shades covering his eyes, leather jacket thrown on. That's the ensemble, really. No black X-Men uniform. Hasn't worn that in some time now.

Standing there, he lets out a breath and puts the earpiece in — lets himself get a lay of the land before he's making his way from the portal he came through, head ducked some, not really paying much attention to anything or anyone. He does, however, activate the earpiece and while it looks like he might be talking to himself, he's actually speaking over the earpiece to the network. ]

If anyone knows the name Scott Summers, reach out to me on this. Maybe we should talk.

[ Recon isn't anything new for anyone on the X-Men, but. Given the fact that he's been yanked out of his world and brought here a second time, he's letting himself have a drink or two at the bar first — get that out of the way and really let himself come to the realization that this is actually happening again.

He's decked out in a nice suit, got the red shades covering his eyes, and nursing a glass of whiskey from the looks of it. He gives the glass a bit of a shake — watches the way the amber liquid coats the sides before it runs back down. Downing the rest of it, he licks over his lips and sets the empty glass down, acknowledging whoever might be there with him at the bar. ]

Buy you a drink?

[ "Buy" but, you know. ]