Ah. The questions. He'd been anticipating them, hoping for them really, once he realized how malleable Pietro had become. Erik fixed his face into a grim expression and let the silence stretch before he finally spoke. "The Earth is gone," he said eventually, and that was the truth. Which would make the lie all the more convincing. "It was a- a dimensional event, I suppose you could call it. Assuming your wife and your sister evacuated the planet, then I suspect they're likely dead by now." That Pietro didn't seem aware of the nature of what exactly occurred certainly helped with Erik's tale. "Even if the ships left the vicinity of the-" he searched for a good ominous word, "Impact, they only had limited supplies in those ships. They couldn't just go on in space forever. Why do you think I took so many from the Earth, rather than simply attacking the ships later? The humans were going to a death of their own making, and I had save our people." He wasn't sure how much of the story Pietro would believe, but more time in the cell would help. And Magneto had other ways to convince him.