There is an immense look of relief in Charles' eyes when Erik's flick over to his, and for so many reasons. Pulling himself up and giving himself a little brush down, he turns his attention to Logan with a severe if contrite look.

"I am deeply sorry if my actions came across as a sign of aggression. It was foolish of me to try and rush any acknowledgement of the man you know. I'm not him; not yet. I suspect I'll have to go through a great many trials before I'm even close." Subconciously, his right knee twitches in a little fidget.

"We met you, albeit briefly, before we were brought to this city. That would be forty years ago for you." Before the great lapses in his memory. "That was all. So if you'd like us to go, ah, 'fuck ourselves,' is a term I've heard you use, that's perfectly understandable. We'll leave and never bother you again."

As a note: Charles Xavier sounds about as hilarious cussing as anyone can imagine.