Charles was grateful for the attempt. He smiled and nodded his head, hoping to be at least somewhat reassuring to Peter. "It reminds me of when Erik and I first started putting together the X-Men. There was a very nice mutant with wings dancing in a club that we saved her from," he said softly.

He sighed, looking up at Peter. "Whatever happens, at least for now, I am here. I will try my best to do what I can for you, Peter." The least he could do is try.