Chuckling Magnus shook his head in amused delight. "Perfect. Miss, Wyngarde, I'm almost certain this will be the start of a very beneficial friendship." He paused a moment and then launched into an explanation of what precisely he required.
"My son is below the manor in a cell- yes, before your righteous sensibilities are outraged I am letting you in on Genosha's dirty secret. We have cells because even amongst our own there are undesirables it is necessary to handle. No Utopia is without its rebellious element." Magnus smirked and shrugged like an indulgent father considering his wayward children.
"The reason my son is locked up is no concern of yours. What I would like from you is a very simple change. I would like my son to believe that he came here of his own freewill and his imprisonment afterward was merely a punishment. He would expect far worse as punishment. I would like it as close to his initial memory as possible and have no issue with filling in the details. Our few conversations have been recorded, and as I would like those to remain the same as well, I am perfectly willing to show you the tapes." Magnus watched her for her reaction, gauging whether the task was beyond her talents.