[ The absence of any mention of antagonistic life partners on his end is also as deliberate as other specific details that Charles has left out thus far; the difference is, Travis is not a telepath. But glimmering thought of a friend also on board the Tranquility doesn't warrant deeper search.

He smiles at this last part instead. Be cool, Xavier. ]

Deliberately sexy. If I can't rely on what I say to get me by, then I can at least depend on how it's said.

[ He sets aside his empty glass. His posture -- leaned back, lax -- doesn't list forward in return, but his body language stays open, confident, even if his dialogue seems to fritter and fuss around. ]

I've actually lived in New York for significant portions of my life, American citizenry and all, but there it is. You'll be west coast, yes? What department, LAPD?

[ Maybe Travis' accent is a give away. Or Charles is cheating. Or both. ]