It was true that Erik had been intent on killing Jean but then it had been for the greater good which strangely enough he'd been more capable of seeing than Charles and his "X-Men" though that was behind them considering that a lot of time had passed. The mere fact that Jean was here, alive, and seemingly in some sort of union with the entity that possessed her was curious at best. It was unfortunate that she'd appeared now and not when Charles had been present in Goodland as he knew his old friend would have liked to have known that Jean was alive.
He could have just as easily taken a cab but Erik had wanted to get a better look at Goodland and the best way to do that was from the skies. Unsurprisingly the Earth's magnetic fields reacted to him as powerfully here as they did anywhere else which meant rising above the steady footfall of pedestrian was like riding a bicycle. He'd taken his time with the tour until he'd glanced at his watch and noticed it was time to meet Jean so he gently manipulated the fields to allow him to move in the right direction.
Erik touched down and chose to walk the remaining distance to where Jean was sat and he didn't need to be psychic to sense just how nervous she was. Understandable all things considered.
"Jean," he greeted with a small smile. "You're looking well."