Victor lifted his gaze to the X-Men’s leader, and rolled his eyes. “Now you oughta know me better than that. If I wanted you dead, th’ last thing I’d do is try to steal your jet first…”
His arms folded once more as he eyeballed the food and booze Scott brought with ‘em. “Since you’re here, why don’cha pull up a chair? I was just givin’ Pixie a lecture on ethics an’ humanities.” Creed paused, and grinned. “Be sure ya’ take plenty a’ notes, cause I just might give ya’ a pop quiz at the end.”