When she responded, his face was like stone. There was no real emotion either way. But when she let her emotions change the room's climate and mentioned Charles, he stood knocking the chair back from the table. "Sure, Ororo. Let's talk about how you let them die. Charles left you in charge? Since I have been back, I am starting to think a lot of things he did, may not have been for the best. But he was still my..." He paused, to look at his feet. The moment passed, and he looked back up to the woman with a new anger. "It doesn't matter what he was now. You allowed them to die. And then you let the man responsible live here as some leader."
He began to walk towards her, not afraid like the others would be. She could have put a lightning bolt through his chest before he knew what happened. But he knew it wouldn't really come to that. At least, he hoped it wouldn't. "I've heard what happened after Jean took me out. I know I wasn't in the best shape before, but I wouldn't have let the only enemy who has almost destroyed us live across the hall." He pointed at her to prove he blamed her for most of the goings on recently.
"Before I left, I thought everything would be Alright. I knew if something happened to Charles, I would be here. I knew if something happened to me, Jean would be here. And I knew if something happened to all three of us, you would be here. But you have shown how you do things when left in command." He was angry, and he was disappointed that he had allowed himself to get at the rage point so quickly. He wasn't proud of it, but a little of his exile self could be seen bleeding through. The anger and rage was contained, but it was only ever skin deep anymore.
"You let Magneto, the man who was a key factor in Charles and Jean's death, live here! He poofed and no one is waiting for the next hit?" He was almost a foot from her, looking down at her with snarled lips. "Some weird dude vanished, and took a couple kids with him. The best thing you got is that you are still looking into it. And now there is a newer cure? Not to mention the damn school is in ruins, and I haven't heard anyone looking for who did it! You really want to pretend everything is alright here, Ororo? Of all people, to me?"
If she was smart, she should have known Scott would see through the holes of this vision she created. He was a master tactician. More deadly than his powers to shoot optic blasts, was his brain when it came to plans. For Scott, it looked like a second graders plan for a war. And too many mistakes had already been made. "Cut the shit, Ororo. What's going on with you?"