Charles files away that information for later, if there was going to be a later for him. He'll have to find out who was above Stryker that okayed this. He'll make sure they found out how not okay it was to steal children from their beds in the dead of night.
His eyes moved to Riata as she looked him over. Impossible to tell what her specialty was without his own ability. Right now, thanks to Stryker's injections, he felt as if his telepathy had just disappeared. As if he was just a normal human being.
It was personal, that kind of deflection of the question from Stryker said as much. He leans forward, "We're not what you think....not all of us. If you're determined to keep me, at least let the younger ones go."