While it may not be reality, it was so close for Charles that there were few differences. He didn't need to have his skill to know that everything about him was being looked at with a careful eye. It felt like Erik was simply memorizing him. Charles wanted to offer his hand again, since the name had finally been shared, but he didn't bother.
"Erik. You are different like myself, then?" he wasn't afraid to revisit the question. There had to be a reason Charles was drawn to him.