As intensity is kind of his thing, Erik continues to look at Ilde until it's on the verge of inappropriate—that and if he doesn't watch where he's going, he'll end up tripping or something—and when he turns his gaze back to front there still lingers the ghost of a smile. He's not thrilled to be here by any means, but at least there are still folks here to whom he can relate. Adults, even. (He loves you, kids, wherever you are.) (...oh god don't think about that now.)
And then there's Remy's lighthouse of a smile, and he's sort of waving, and Erik doesn't wave back but he will look more or less personable when the pair of them finally roll up to the joint. They look like a matching set, Remy, isn't it cute. Ilde and Magneto. Adorable.
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As intensity is kind of his thing, Erik continues to look at Ilde until it's on the verge of inappropriate—that and if he doesn't watch where he's going, he'll end up tripping or something—and when he turns his gaze back to front there still lingers the ghost of a smile. He's not thrilled to be here by any means, but at least there are still folks here to whom he can relate. Adults, even. (He loves you, kids, wherever you are.) (...oh god don't think about that now.)
And then there's Remy's lighthouse of a smile, and he's sort of waving, and Erik doesn't wave back but he will look more or less personable when the pair of them finally roll up to the joint. They look like a matching set, Remy, isn't it cute. Ilde and Magneto. Adorable.