"If I do it and you hear about it later, what are you going to..." He trails off and turns away, still pacing. "You think I'm wrong. You think this isn't the way to stop them."
"I won't hate you, I'll just want to send you to prison."
Actually she wouldn't want that either, but she would do the right thing. They were very similar that way, really. Only trying to do the right thing, even if they rarely agreed on what the right thing was.
He pulled away from her, pacing restlessly around the room, but not leaving. Not even considering leaving. It was a plea, if it was anything. And he didn't like begging to start with.
"I've asked you for that. I even brought you with me to find you a cure for the cure and you betrayed me. What do you mean, you want us to be a team? What sort of team?" Erik asked, stopping his pacing to level his gaze at her.
That sounded good. Almost too good to be true. He'd liked the back and forth with Charles. He'd liked the challenge. But did he even remember how to collaborate in that way? After they parted, he'd returned to his old fallback of relying on himself.
"Talk. And if we can't agree?"
Does she tell him to fuck off like Charles had all those years ago?
"While I did like the thought of burning the place to the ground, what I would have recommended would have been to infiltrate the place and find out what they know, and what they were going to do, and I would have made sure that the information spread. Then I would have watched the situation to see what happened."
Not good enough in his eyes, she knew that, but she was going to be honest with him.
"You know, you should spend some time with Kurt. You could learn a lot from him."
"Mystique did infiltrate the place." He crossed his arms. "You think going public with what they were doing would have helped us? You don't think the overwhelming response to 'they're weaponizing the cure to destroy all mutants' wouldn't be met by a collective human sigh of relief?"
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Again. She put her hands on her hips and took a couple of deep breaths, trying to get herself under control before she caused a tempest.
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"Because I don't want you to hate me when it's done."
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Actually she wouldn't want that either, but she would do the right thing. They were very similar that way, really. Only trying to do the right thing, even if they rarely agreed on what the right thing was.
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"If I got in your way too much, you'd try to stop me, wouldn't you?"
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"I don't want to hurt you."
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She knew that it didn't, she was just making a point.
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He pulled away from her, pacing restlessly around the room, but not leaving. Not even considering leaving. It was a plea, if it was anything. And he didn't like begging to start with.
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"I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want you to have to hurt me. I want... I want us to be a team."
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She met his gaze, proud and fierce even though she felt a twinge of regret at having betrayed him, even if it was to save lives.
"I don't always think you're wrong, but I want to be your partner, not your follower."
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"Explain how that would work."
Not a 'no', but he did want to know how it would be different from just doing things her way.
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Though hopefully with a less tragic end result than what happened between the two friends.
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"Talk. And if we can't agree?"
Does she tell him to fuck off like Charles had all those years ago?
We want the same thing.
I'm sorry, my friend. But we do not.
"Then what?"
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It most likely would not sound particularly reassuring to him, but it was what she had to offer.
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"Figure it out. Tell me about the lab, then. What if it was you I consulted about that?"
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Not good enough in his eyes, she knew that, but she was going to be honest with him.
"You know, you should spend some time with Kurt. You could learn a lot from him."
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