Charles met her eyes, and then his gaze went blank for a couple of seconds as he did just that. Swept her mind, sifted through memories, found that particular moment. "That's ridiculous," he said. He calmly went back to his tea.
His last encounter with Magneto had been a violent one. He'd been critically injured, he'd spent weeks in the hospital. He'd put a gun under Magneto's chin and pulled the damn trigger. He'd killed him himself. If there was anyone who'd know Magneto was dead, it was Charles Xavier.