Charles sighs softly. "He was when we started it. So long ago... Raven. Alex. Erik. We were all in it together. Before Cuba..." His voice trailed off and there was a very sad look in his eyes. There was a time when everyone had worked so hard together. They were a group willing to fight side by side, before Erik and Raven had left. Before things had changed so drastically.

His eyes narrowed and he frowned. "We can be here for each other. We can support each other. Isn't that a good start?"