With an electromagnetic pulse he bypassed the cell's energy containment field and sat down on a bench along the wall, keeping a little distance between he and his son. It was the first time since Pietro's incarceration that Erik had stepped inside his little prison, and he was slightly wary of an attack. He was prepared to put up his shield at a second's notice, but outwardly he was cool and collected as he rooted around in his pocket and came out with a packet of cigarettes. He lit two and held one out to Pietro. Eirk thought the nicotine would have a calming effect, perhaps distract Pietro from a possible attack. "Enjoy that," he advised. "I've had to ration them carefully."