[He doesn't, at first. Thinks about telling her no straight off. Wanda has been clear in her hatred of him, and he's stepped wrong at every turn to change her mind. Some part of him doesn't want to risk Anya feeding off Wanda's hatred, he wants to at least have this chance - but even as he recognizes that, he dismisses it.
Better to be honest, at least a little, and hope that he can convince them both that he's not the Erik Lensherr they know.]
I'm afraid we don't speak often. [There's a hint of chagrin there, for just a moment, before it's gone.] When she sees me, she sees her father, and nothing I've said has changed her opinion of me.
[Another pause, and he thinks back on what he knows about her.] She's eighteen. Often angry. She likes to read, she spends a lot of time in the gym. I think she likes comic books. [He only saw the inside of her room once or twice, it's hard to remember what he saw there.]
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Better to be honest, at least a little, and hope that he can convince them both that he's not the Erik Lensherr they know.]
I'm afraid we don't speak often. [There's a hint of chagrin there, for just a moment, before it's gone.] When she sees me, she sees her father, and nothing I've said has changed her opinion of me.
[Another pause, and he thinks back on what he knows about her.] She's eighteen. Often angry. She likes to read, she spends a lot of time in the gym. I think she likes comic books. [He only saw the inside of her room once or twice, it's hard to remember what he saw there.]