[ Upon reaching the end of the hall, momentum and nerve seep out far too quickly, leaving Charles anxious and shoulders dipped in something like defeat when he sees Erik, angry at himself, angry at the situation they're put in and unable to change what they are or what they stand for. He meets him halfway, not for the first time wishing that he could rearrange the blocks around them and leave things so that they'd protect this place instead of tearing it down. ]
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