[Really, there was nothing more unnerving to Xavier than... Anything else, but Marshall speaks to him and earns a blink, his attention shifting from phone to individual.

He is taller than Xavier, he notes, dressed -- oddly, but it isn't his place to judge.]

I am sorry. I will attempt again to silence the phone's notifications. I am not adept at interfacing with this type of cellular device.

[Deft fingers turn the phone again, and his orange gaze flickers back to it. This... Is slow going, at least until he stumbles on the touch screen itself. Hopefully Marshall can deal with the minutes of clumsy action, because Xavier... Isn't in an exceptional hurry. He'll figure this out!! But it's gonna take some time.]