I'm not a young boy, Sebastian. [ first name basis, now, because it's rather frustrating at that. ] I'm not a man that you can simply mold and develop into your personal little monster. Don't attempt to try, because you will certainly fail. [ oh, but he has no clue. no idea what Shaw has in store for him. but he'd like to think that he's strong enough to handle what ever the man can throw at him.

at him lighting up, he laughs, wryly. ] Oh, no, my friend. There aren't any nerves touched. Erik is fully capable of being his own man, his own person. He won't allow you to manipulate him any longer. [ he hopes, god he hopes. he hates the very idea of Erik bending to this man's will. ] He does not need you to "take care" of his well-being.

[ he breathes out a sigh of relief. ] I'm fine. I doubt that I'll be very ready to speak to you, but I'm perfectly fine. Thank you for your hospitality, or rather lack thereof.