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[ Though he's been here for almost a month, Erik deliberately hasn't made a public comment, preferring to speak to almost everyone else first and foremost in order to assess the situation ahead of himself, and most importantly, come to terms with the fact that this is not Earth. He'd been mulling over what Kirk had said, as one of the earlier people he had spoken to, particularly the statement that things were different than what he was accustomed to. It's a considerable break from reality, because where Erik last stood was watching the world fall apart as he and several others had essentially outed themselves to the public, and earned a response he had correctly predicted. At least here, several years in the future if what he had learned was anything to go by, there was the possibility that Charles had proven him wrong; an admission he wasn't inclined to concede so early on.

Answers however, were slowly provided, and Erik was forced into a position where he had little choice but to re-evaluate a stance he had sworn by for several years. It was a defeat that had put him at odds with himself, having been forced to interact with not just non-humans like himself, but also humans. They were mere temporary allies, associates at best, until Erik had derived what he needed, piecing together a shaky network that merely served to relay information back and forth for his own means. To either deny the seeming equality that appeared on board, or to deliberately instigate what wasn't there and accept that there would be a conflict. ]

For those of you whom I haven't spoken to, my name is Magneto. [ His voice comes slightly off camera, as all that's deliberately being shown is the side of his jaw, the device loosely held in his palm while Erik processes his next move, tone clipped and to the point. ] It's fruitless at this point to deny one of the differences between many aboard the Tranquility; that there are both humans and non-humans here.

As one of the latter, [ Hope you're hearing that Raven, because Erik just outed himself. ] I intend on making it clear that while we're held captive together, I will not tolerate any exercise of dominance over non-humans. [ Admitting this on Erik's part is a cost because it conflicts with his own stance on how he sees society, one he's finally conceded will not change despite convincing; Charles couldn't do it, the others won't either. ]

That being said, [ Erik lets the device leave the comfort of his hand with only the slightest curl of a finger, raising it until its level directly with his face; just the barest hint of confirmation he needs. Lips curling into a smile, it's evident Erik can do more than just that, but he doesn't intend on letting it all come out immediately ] I'm inclined to put forth what effort it takes to ensure that all of us get out. [ A concession Erik has to make, that some sacrifices are necessary for the greater good, because while mutant superiority is likely to prevail, it takes a back seat to the situation at hand. ]

How many of you are willing to do the same? [ With that, he shuts off the feed, frowning slightly. ]

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If you have time, I would like to speak to you in person. [ Vague enough, because Erik's ability to encrypt is absolutely terrible and he doesn't trust it to actually succeed. ]

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In my case it's the opposite. [ Erik scoffs before switching to a higher encryption. The irony of doing such a thing when he's talking about being in the open isn't lost upon him, but at this point, he'll respect Remus' intentions. ] Humans have found us dangerous, wanted us eliminated.

While staying secret is certainly a plausibility, [ As he had considered it, for the sake of their kind. ] how long do you intend on doing such a thing? We can only keep hiding for so long.

[He pushes a hand through his hair.]

It depends on what you mean. In my world, we've done it for hundreds of years now. But if you mean here . . . then no, I don't think there's any way.

No I suppose not. [ For Erik, it's a recent acquisition on his part; that mutants were only just thrown into the public light, a far cry from what Remus had mentioned of a hundred years in between them. ]

And I imagine far too late at this point to hide ourselves, but there's no beating around the bush. In a ship this small with new arrivals on a regular basis, we've past the point of any choice.

Besides, it might not hurt for any new arrivals. If they come from a world where they think they're alone, to know they're not-- it can help a great deal, to know you're not the only of your kind.

[ Erik nods in concession to that. ] I believe so. Especially for those who don't have anyone to turn to, finding a group willing to take them in may be for the better. They'll have someone to trust, build allies with.

[ And a concession Erik swore would never happen again; they would never be alone. ]

And teach them how to use their abilities.

[ Just a simple thing spoken from Remus hits home; in addition to what Erik said, the fact that they'd have to work together to allow others to harness their abilities, it bring a sobering expression to Erik's face as he nods. ]

I've done that back where I'm from, worked with a few younger mutants to develop their abilities. [ He smiles barely, the fondness of the memory still there, even if now he wasn't certain how they'd manage to get by now, after Erik's particular decision. ] I wouldn't say no to trying again if anyone is interested.

[He smiles.]

I'm a professor-- or I was, anyway. I'm sure there must be a few children here who don't know what to do with themselves. Perhaps we should advertise.

[It's only half a joke, really.]

I have a friend who was - is one. [ He falters there briefly, because Erik doesn't know what became of Charles in the aftermath, if he's still fulfilling the role of temporary teacher or if Erik had managed to lose him completely. ] The two of you would have gotten along admirably, I believe. Perhaps end up better teachers to them than I could have.

[ It's not spoken out of self deprecation, so much as it is an acknowledgement of the kind of person Remus is, and the kind of person he knew Charles was back home. ] Though in his absence, I wouldn't mind. It'd be easier to split the costs. [ Two can play at joking. ]

Costs? And here I thought they'd be paying us. We have valuable knowledge to share, after all.

[He grins.]

What's his name? Your friend, I mean.

[ Erik doesn't even notice the mistake he made, the words flying out of his mouth before he can stop himself, offering a nod in concession. ] You're right of course. Payment in exchange for helping them to learn what they can do.

[ Erik pauses for a moment, considering whether it'd be worth it, giving out the details of his friendship. ] Charles Xavier. Perhaps my closest friend, if you could consider that, and a man well invested in his values of cooperation.

He sounds an intelligent man. And like someone in my home, to be honest. He was very much invested in trying to get people to work together.

Peaceful cooperation for the greater good? Charles believed humanity and non mutants could get along with ease back home.

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