[Charles sighed, looking up at Erik. He hated this. He hated feeling so weak. A shiver ran through him as he struggled to remain calm despite it all.]
They'll come back. The serum will wear off and they will come back and I will need that chair again, Erik! [He hated it, hated feeling helpless, hated the voices impeding in on him. He hated that he'd been brought here against his will and he hated that he was stuck here too, even if he had Erik beside him.]
You want me to believe you but you never believe me when I tell you what I think of you... Why should now be any different.
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[Charles sighed, looking up at Erik. He hated this. He hated feeling so weak. A shiver ran through him as he struggled to remain calm despite it all.]
They'll come back. The serum will wear off and they will come back and I will need that chair again, Erik! [He hated it, hated feeling helpless, hated the voices impeding in on him. He hated that he'd been brought here against his will and he hated that he was stuck here too, even if he had Erik beside him.]
You want me to believe you but you never believe me when I tell you what I think of you... Why should now be any different.