"I know that! I spent two of them planning, testing, and throwing away multiple rescue missions, and then some asshole decided mutants were for experimenting on and we had a fucking war, Erik! I had other priorities, and I'm not going to apologise for them again!"

She sighs.

"I don't know what Charles wanted. Except maybe throw me at Hank as some sort of weird way of thanking him for his drug addiction, I don't know."

His glance at her isn't seen, she's avoiding eye contact by shredding another napkin.

But, "I figured that out, actually. But we didn't do that together, because you shot me. So we're back at square one, and I don't want to go around again. It's done, and it's past."