[ It's too raw, the edges of the wound angry and unhealed. Erik says he won't talk about it. The reality is he can't. Of course he won't admit as much to Charles. He can't admit it to himself.
The initial shock wears off and his anger burns even hotter but he fights it back. He won't say the myriad of things rushing to mind. He won't hurt Charles more than he already has, and will, through the next ten years and probably after that as well if Erik can't escape him the way he's trying to.
So he does go, in some random direction that amounts to anywhere but here. ]
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The initial shock wears off and his anger burns even hotter but he fights it back. He won't say the myriad of things rushing to mind. He won't hurt Charles more than he already has, and will, through the next ten years and probably after that as well if Erik can't escape him the way he's trying to.
So he does go, in some random direction that amounts to anywhere but here. ]