He didn't like that feeling, not in the slightest. It was too familiar, really, and it sent a jolt down his spine, something more like paranoia than fear, but similar enough, "I won't." Though by then Charles was already gone again.
He sighed, kneading at the bridge of his nose once more, finishing his walk before heading back inside.
[ooc: Works for me! I was figuring someone managed to nab Erik, probably by way of concussion, and they're just trying to get him to crack. Could be both!]