[Erik hadn't thought he'd had it in himself, either. Or, to be more precise, he didn't think he deserved it. Monsters aren't supposed to fall in love. The sum total of his life was supposed to be killing Shaw, and quite possibly dying in the process. He never thought about a life after that, or happiness, certainly not happiness with someone like Charles Xavier.
But he had that love now, and he was going to cling to it no matter what Shaw did to him, or to Charles. He tried to remember the things Charles would say to calm him right about now, the feelings of love and adoration he'd shower him in. He wished he had that now.
Erik doesn't want to talk, doesn't want to listen to Shaw call him by infuriating pet names and act like there's something meaningful between the two of them when all Erik feels for him is hate, hate, hate.
Nevertheless, he turns and walks with Shaw, shoving the letter opening into his pocket. He isn't likely to use it, but perhaps it might be helpful later.
And really, he has to scoff inwardly at Shaw's rhetoric. Sometimes when Shaw talked about how mutants were better than humans, Erik agreed with him, but the longer this goes on, the more he is beginning to think that those views aren't sincere, that Shaw only believes in Shaw.]
Wouldn't you? You killed Darwin, before all this, and I know you would've killed Charles. [His voice twists with anger then:] You tortured me, and killed my mother.
If you really mean the things you say, then I want you to let me see my friend. If he isn't dead, then you've done something to his power. [There's really not a whole lot of point in hoping Shaw didn't know about Erik's telepathic connection with Charles; he must've known, Emma probably told him. Or he made that very educated guess.]
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But he had that love now, and he was going to cling to it no matter what Shaw did to him, or to Charles. He tried to remember the things Charles would say to calm him right about now, the feelings of love and adoration he'd shower him in. He wished he had that now.
Erik doesn't want to talk, doesn't want to listen to Shaw call him by infuriating pet names and act like there's something meaningful between the two of them when all Erik feels for him is hate, hate, hate.
Nevertheless, he turns and walks with Shaw, shoving the letter opening into his pocket. He isn't likely to use it, but perhaps it might be helpful later.
And really, he has to scoff inwardly at Shaw's rhetoric. Sometimes when Shaw talked about how mutants were better than humans, Erik agreed with him, but the longer this goes on, the more he is beginning to think that those views aren't sincere, that Shaw only believes in Shaw.]
Wouldn't you? You killed Darwin, before all this, and I know you would've killed Charles. [His voice twists with anger then:] You tortured me, and killed my mother.
If you really mean the things you say, then I want you to let me see my friend. If he isn't dead, then you've done something to his power. [There's really not a whole lot of point in hoping Shaw didn't know about Erik's telepathic connection with Charles; he must've known, Emma probably told him. Or he made that very educated guess.]