Forge's expression did not change, but his did nostrils flared at the Witch's statement. It was his standard reaction to annoyance - his students knew well. Was she really that naive? Or was it just that Lensherr pride they all seemed to have getting in the way? He did not think asking for help came easy to any of them.
The last time any of the X-Men had seen Scarlet Witch, she was fighting against them on Alcatraz Island. Now she appears at their door, apparently alone, tongue sharpened for the occasion. He didn't like it.
Forge pulled the pistol from his pocket no longer in the mood for pretense, he kept the firearm at his waist but still trained on the redhead. "We treat people how there deserve to be treated; in your case better than you deserve. Want do you want, Wanda?" There were children inside those walls behind him. He never considered not shooting a known threat on sight to be rude. She was lucky she had only been teased about her coat.