How cute, X@vier's little X-M@n truly thought they stood a chance against him. Erik had very near destroyed them, and he wished he had, along with the other human workers of the 'mutant study' facility he had organised an attack on. Erik looked down upon the rubble of what remained of the tall building, a sense of pride filling him as he looked upon the bodies amongst the rubble. Such pathetic human beings, unable to even help themselves in face of a single mutant's wrath. That pride, however, didn't last long as he caught sight of a small figure in the debris, immediately sensing a connection. A mutant child.

Oh, how small they were. Erik felt a pang of compassion in his cold, unfeeling heart, and before he even realised it, he was floating closer to the figure, his feet touching the ground with a thud. The concrete and metal brushed out of the way using his abilities, to shield the small mutant from the debris and dust. "...oh. Hello, my little one," Erik spoke, his voice soft yet controlled, selecting his words carefully. He leaned down, attempting to make himself look a little less intimidating. "You shouldn't be here. Did they bring you here?”