Erik took the seat across from his son. He studied Pietro carefully. Without the hair--obviously inherited from him--and the pale eyes which were a mirror of Erik's own, Pietro's features reminded Erik strongly of Magda's.
"It is nice to start off with the ideological differences, rather than end with them." Erik's mouth turned up. "Pietro. It is good to see you, even if I am a bit disturbed at your trend towards stalkerdom. It has been...a long time." There are shadows beneath his son's eyes. From him, probably. Magneto knew he was not a good father and never had been, and he regretted what his chosen path had cost his children.
"I emailed your sister. Lorna." He ordered coffee from the waiter, then looked back at his son. "I have heard she is back at Xavier's. Wanda is...not terribly inclined to speak to me. How is your wife, and your daughter?" He wondered if Pietro brought a picture. He would like to see his granddaughter's face, even if only on a photograph.
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Date: 2007-03-06 04:28 am (UTC)"It is nice to start off with the ideological differences, rather than end with them." Erik's mouth turned up. "Pietro. It is good to see you, even if I am a bit disturbed at your trend towards stalkerdom. It has been...a long time." There are shadows beneath his son's eyes. From him, probably. Magneto knew he was not a good father and never had been, and he regretted what his chosen path had cost his children.
"I emailed your sister. Lorna." He ordered coffee from the waiter, then looked back at his son. "I have heard she is back at Xavier's. Wanda is...not terribly inclined to speak to me. How is your wife, and your daughter?" He wondered if Pietro brought a picture. He would like to see his granddaughter's face, even if only on a photograph.