[ Charles, too, was bored by this. Surely, at some point in his life, he had wanted this for himself. It had changed so much when Moira had approached him. She changed his life. Now, this life was so basic. He didn't feel the excitement when he taught others from the students here. It was all so forced and routine.
That voice, though, was hard to hear. It had been awhile since he had spoken to Erik, and their last conversation left him empty and without his best friend and his 'sister' (so to speak). He turned his head first, then he shifted his chair so he was facing Erik. Now was just as good of a time as any to talk, and perhaps they could get privacy in the library. ]
Erik.
[ He nods his head politely, as one would do with someone they've barely just met. He wanted to distance himself from Erik in some ways, but the rest of him just wanted to sit there and spend long nights talking to his friend. He hesitated before he said: ]
no subject
That voice, though, was hard to hear. It had been awhile since he had spoken to Erik, and their last conversation left him empty and without his best friend and his 'sister' (so to speak). He turned his head first, then he shifted his chair so he was facing Erik. Now was just as good of a time as any to talk, and perhaps they could get privacy in the library. ]
Erik.
[ He nods his head politely, as one would do with someone they've barely just met. He wanted to distance himself from Erik in some ways, but the rest of him just wanted to sit there and spend long nights talking to his friend. He hesitated before he said: ]
...My friend.