Oh, he hadn't mentioned that aspect of himself. Oops. "I'm purple team, I guess just rank and file--though I know Nita, I work with her on trying to talk to the train."

Which might make it more of a big deal, though since they've made almost no progress, Xander doesn't consider it much of anything. Xander thinks for a moment that there are things he could probably do, as important as a mechanic--maybe not so much as an astrophysicist, but...

He grimaces for just a moment, and then shrugs. As much as he wants to fake it 'til he makes it, not just be someone's brother, or someone's son, or just a clone, he's not sure how to actually do that. But he's good at swallowing all that down, and so he grins again.

"Thanks, I appreciate it. So now that the spa is here, this is the chosen tension tamer? I mean, I knew it showed up, but I only swung by really because I didn't think I'd get back to sleep right away."

Almost a slip-up, but Xander isn't entirely unwilling to let his feet of clay show, either. He found it so damn annoying when Alex acted unfeeling and perfect. He couldn't mimic his twin that much.