Yes? [ Neck prickling with the displeasure that flowed off Erik the entire visit, Charles sighs emptily, smoothing down his waistcoat while he tracks the departure of her government-issue black sedan. Still, Charles was caught off guard by a number and depth of the inquiry, the shadows that loomed couched in a disarming smile that gave him an idea of the efficiency in Moira's skill at getting what she's ordered to. Erik burned with disapproval, Charles dodged and built half truths to many of them, but the encounter has left a distinctly unpleasant film over the day that Erik won't let go without confrontation. Charles should have known.

Steeling himself with civility and reason, Charles turns on his heel and back to his friend, meeting his knowing look. ] You shouldn't be so cold to her; she's just trying to balance what her superiors expect and supporting us. It can't always be easy for all of us at once.