If you'd stop resisting, we'd have more time for activities I enjoy more than proving I'm right.

[Perturbed at how casual Erik could be about shooting himself, a line creases his brow. Why did he think Charles would be okay with this, mutant or not? Shooting him a disbelieving look, he schools his expression to one of concern, taking on a paternal tone.] Of course it matters, Erik. If you go around shooting yourself, it's not exactly what I'd call stable. Heavens know we all get self destructive from time to time, but this is a little more serious, don't you think? [A pause. Then, trying to keep his voice neutral.] Have you tried it here at the mansion?