"What did you want to ask? Just know that there isn't much that I know about him too. I just know that he's a capable young man."
The chief sat at the table and picked up the cup of tea Arkham had brewed for him, as if he was expecting him. He took a sip and then asked,
"What does Xavier want? He's a capable man alright, but I don't think he's an altruistic one. I'm pretty sure he isn't doing all this because of a hero complex."
Arkham smiled and replied,
"Well, you're right. He isn't a selfless person. You know, it was him who reached out first to me for something. I figured that you guys must have that, so he volunteered to tag along and help."
"What is that 'something'?"
"He's looking for the essence of mythical beasts. Apparently, he needs them to grow."