Magneto would have agreed with Raven if he hadn't been interrupted by a roar from the end of the long hallway. Exchanging a curious look with Mystique, he took the lead to find the source of the noise, perhaps it might prove a fruitful if they could offer aid to a wounded mutant and possible recruit. He ignored the other cells for the moment, their prisoners making their way out of their personal prisons to stare in confusion at Magneto and Mystique. Some of them looked as though they wanted to attack and others turned and, wisely, took the opportunity to escape.
"Ah," was all Magnus said when they reached the origin of the guttural shout. It was a mutant, most definitely, and Magnus knew him. He hadn't seen Victor Creed in a very long time. He turned and glanced at Raven then back at Sabretooth. "Victor," he greeted politely, as if they weren't in the midst of a S.H.I.E.L.D. and the other hadn't just ripped his chains from the wall. Decorum was always important.