[ Erik almost lets out a laugh when Charles mentions Logan not being very forgiving. Not that he knows the man that well, but yes, he certainly got that impression. Not that Erik can talk much, because— well, let's be honest, Erik is most likely even less forgiving than Logan would ever be.
It's funny, though, in almost a sad way, that of the two men it's Logan he expected to be more antagonistic, and in the end it was Scott, a man he had hoped could become an ally, perhaps even a friend, that ended up nearly attacking him unprompted. Well, unprompted by him, in that precise moment. He's almost afraid to know the details of all the shit his (potential, possibly erased) future self did to earn that level of animosity.
He breathes out when Charles expresses his sympathy. Anyone else, he'd likely tell them to spare him pity, that he's perfectly fine on his own, he's done well enough without anyone else and it would be no different here. But it's harder now, saying that, when he's experienced having those connections; and it's nearly impossible to claim such a thing to Charles of all people, when he was the first person he forged such a connection with, a connection that remains the strongest to this day. ]
You reap what you sow, I suppose. [ Granted, not all of it was him, but they both know it: the potential is there. Maybe that's more than enough for Scott to know he can never trust him, or even stand to be near him. And maybe that will be equally true for any other X-Man that comes to this place.
He doesn't know what he's going to do from here on out, really. The inclination to just isolate himself is still there, and he doesn't know if he won't fall into that temptation, but for now he sets those thoughts aside. It's all too fresh, and he needs time.
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It's funny, though, in almost a sad way, that of the two men it's Logan he expected to be more antagonistic, and in the end it was Scott, a man he had hoped could become an ally, perhaps even a friend, that ended up nearly attacking him unprompted. Well, unprompted by him, in that precise moment. He's almost afraid to know the details of all the shit his (potential, possibly erased) future self did to earn that level of animosity.
He breathes out when Charles expresses his sympathy. Anyone else, he'd likely tell them to spare him pity, that he's perfectly fine on his own, he's done well enough without anyone else and it would be no different here. But it's harder now, saying that, when he's experienced having those connections; and it's nearly impossible to claim such a thing to Charles of all people, when he was the first person he forged such a connection with, a connection that remains the strongest to this day. ]
You reap what you sow, I suppose. [ Granted, not all of it was him, but they both know it: the potential is there. Maybe that's more than enough for Scott to know he can never trust him, or even stand to be near him. And maybe that will be equally true for any other X-Man that comes to this place.
He doesn't know what he's going to do from here on out, really. The inclination to just isolate himself is still there, and he doesn't know if he won't fall into that temptation, but for now he sets those thoughts aside. It's all too fresh, and he needs time.
He turns to Charles then. ]
Show me this cabin of yours, then.