"I would appreciate that," Erik told the boy. Of course, at this point, his voice was bathed in irony and contempt. The twins' relationship clouded their judgment and frankly pissed him off. He had never treated either of them like the rest of the work animals that filled the Brotherhood's ranks. He had never been unkind to Wanda, and he had been preparing Quicksilver to take the reigns should and when something happened to him.
They had become more and more embittered during the stay at Xavier's, and he had a feeling they were harboring some of the same ideas and feelings as Mystique.
"I hope the two of you have many more years to share together." It sounded like a toast to a happy couple, dripping with threat.
So they had come from his body? So did his shit.
"Good bye for now," Magneto pulled the door open and smiled a smile to the wall opposite their room, the one that had been in his voice when he spoke his farewell. The door closed crisply and he stepped purposefully down the hallway away from their room and toward someone who appreciated him.