Ah, there was that patented Xavier idealism. Erik frowned; he'd have expected less optimism from someone with her history, but there was nothing for it. "You would think that'd be enough," he shrugged. "But as it is, I'd rather have the proverbial fire contained until we're safely on a planet and I don't need to worry about anyone getting us all killed," he pointed out, his tone a little icy. There was a lot at stake here. "There will be plenty of time to show dissenters that they're in a mutant haven once we're all safe." Erik rose to stand and turned to walk back into the manor. "I'll send someone to you in a few days that you can shadow in the city, help stifle the rabble rousers." Any more discussion and she might start asking too many questions. That he had her acquiescence was enough.