[At first, Charles is all warm smiles in response to the leaf picking. He had never known comfort from human contact, at least not much, though Raven used to do things like this for him and it was ... nice?
There is a twinge, this time, when Erik goes back to being all business, Charles briefly wondering what he's done wrong when he feels the tug along the lines of unstable telepathy. That makes him look up quick, brows furrowing in utter confusion at the signals he keeps getting from this man.]
Those other methods are unstable. It was a struggle to get them under any semblance of control, to be able to look normal when the doctors came to ...
[Charles pinched off the words but with Erik tugging lightly at those threads of connection the only man might get a flash of memory. The terror of a ten year old boy, clinging to his sister's hand as patronizing doctors asked questions, baited and lead him towards traps. Traps that Kurt Marko wanted to see him fall into so Marko could lock him in an asylum and throw away the key.
Life under that constant threat and shades of even more darker abuses, much darker abuses as Marko attempted to break the young telepath and seize the Xavier fortunes.]
You are ... very confusing and I do wish you would not push me about my telepathy. [He said softly, folding his hands in his pockets and ducking his head and shoulders in a classic attempt to make himself small and forgettable.]
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There is a twinge, this time, when Erik goes back to being all business, Charles briefly wondering what he's done wrong when he feels the tug along the lines of unstable telepathy. That makes him look up quick, brows furrowing in utter confusion at the signals he keeps getting from this man.]
Those other methods are unstable. It was a struggle to get them under any semblance of control, to be able to look normal when the doctors came to ...
[Charles pinched off the words but with Erik tugging lightly at those threads of connection the only man might get a flash of memory. The terror of a ten year old boy, clinging to his sister's hand as patronizing doctors asked questions, baited and lead him towards traps. Traps that Kurt Marko wanted to see him fall into so Marko could lock him in an asylum and throw away the key.
Life under that constant threat and shades of even more darker abuses, much darker abuses as Marko attempted to break the young telepath and seize the Xavier fortunes.]
You are ... very confusing and I do wish you would not push me about my telepathy. [He said softly, folding his hands in his pockets and ducking his head and shoulders in a classic attempt to make himself small and forgettable.]