[ He lets out a breath at that, shaking his head. At some point, Charles probably could try to talk and Erik wouldn't listen, but he recognises himself that right now, Charles could convince him into just about anything, and that in itself is dangerous. Because they're not the only two mutants here, and whether he likes it or not, Charles represents something to the rest of them here, something that Erik's mere presence might put in jeopardy. ]

Spare me, Charles. You know very well that my being around will only make things worse.

[ It's not that he wants to isolate himself. Far from it. But his relationship with Scott, Logan, or any other mutant that might show up here isn't just going to become better. Present or future, he feels like he's run out of his chances to prove that he could be better, to do better for their kind.

He still doesn't brush Charles's hand away. But he doesn't meet him halfway this time, as if he's only allowing the gesture to exist. ]

You're the only one who wants me around. Everyone else just sees me as the threat that I am, and maybe they're not wrong.