Erik smirked not unkindly. "Twenty-two, my apologies, but my point remains. We've been put in charge of your well being, and we take that responsibility seriously. You're our sister, as much as Raven is to Charles." Wherever she is in this world... He reached back for the cooling coffee, wondering idly if she was going to finish her toast or just pick at it.
"You might not do anything... grandiose, but that makes me no less useful to anyone. You could teach, recruit, help us run the bloody place. Charles has large ideas, the school will grow beyond the two of us." His friend was able to find more mutants each day with Cerebro, even within the bounds of New York. But they couldn't both be away from the school searching. The students tended to go a bit wild when left to their own devices.
"I can only give you advice based on my own experiences, which haven't been--" he paused, hesitating before giving up too much about his own past. "If you're determined to live in the city, Charles might be the better of us to talk to."