[It's all he says before going radio silent while he reads. It's a lot to take in, and his brow does furrow at her first argument. He wonders how weak he is, compared to other Erik Lensherrs. Other Magnetos. He can juggle ferrous metals, while others are gods.
Not gods, he thinks, because he doesn't ever want to compare himself to that.
It's not until Shaw calls her a disappointment that his anger really flares, though. The rest he reads with jaw locked and lips pressed tight together.
And despite himself, he lets out a dark chuckle at her comment about brain damage.]
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[It's all he says before going radio silent while he reads. It's a lot to take in, and his brow does furrow at her first argument. He wonders how weak he is, compared to other Erik Lensherrs. Other Magnetos. He can juggle ferrous metals, while others are gods.
Not gods, he thinks, because he doesn't ever want to compare himself to that.
It's not until Shaw calls her a disappointment that his anger really flares, though. The rest he reads with jaw locked and lips pressed tight together.
And despite himself, he lets out a dark chuckle at her comment about brain damage.]
You were right. It bothered him.