I hope. [ Turning the book over, his palm runs along the gleaming lettering. ] I hadn't unlocked my gift until he died, so. I had no insight into anything but the kind of hero worship a son has for his father.

[ Judgement impaired or not, Charles has no doubt there was an innate goodness to his father and that this memory contains some of it. He offers the book to Erik. ] See and judge for yourself.