"Yeh." Jeannie grinned, nodding, getting up and hugging the man tightly as he came over. A laugh made him look toward a table full of other boys around his and Jubilee's--he'd finally gotten the name right--age.
"Aww, man, lookit that." One of the boy's was laughing, turning back to look at them again. "He just got up and..." His eyes widened as he saw the thief boy looking him square in the eyes. "Oh. ...Uh, sorry, Fuse!" He went back to stuffing his face. Fuse? Jeannie glanced around. Tha' meh now?
"Aptly named, I'd say," said a voice that walked passed in a blur hulking stride to the table where Cyclops, Jean, Logan, and Storm were sitting. ...Was that a purple monkey? The boy sat down again, shoveling food in and trying to learn to answer when others went by, calling him Fuse much as the laughing idiot had.