[Shaw's prepared for silence. He's prepared for a lot of things. The thing about Shaw is that he's ready for literally anything that might get thrown his way. Lehnsherr tracking him down and attempting to kill him? Called it. Xavier talking him out of it at the last moment because they'd fucked once or twice and Erik thought they had a connection? Sweet little plot twist, but not outside the realm of possibility.

But this. The world's greatest telepath locked up and powerless (Sorry Emma dear, he thinks lightly on the not-so-off chance she's listening in). And his dear kleinen Erik? Returned to him after all these years. By his side, even. More or less. (Less than he wants, but more than he'd banked on, so it evens out in the end.)]

Poison you? Charles, I'm hurt. What could I possibly gain for your death? And besides, Magneto would be devastated if you died. I think he likes you, you know.

[He tilts his head and smiles, all teeth and curled lips and a very, very sick enjoyment.] I'm attempting to teach your little fuckbuddy some manners. He had them, once - or I'd been trying to teach them, anyway. You're a professor, you know how difficult some students can be. [He'll let Charles take from that what implications he will.] He needs to be punished. He cares about you. Not that many dots to connect, doc.