[He doesn't push; it's fair, and it's her choice, because he can't imagine a time when he will want to tell her about the ways he discovered he was different. Some truths can be universal.

Instead, Erik listens, silent, though something dark crosses his features by the end. Hank was wrong, Hank was horribly wrong, and it still leaves him frustrated and angry that they thought, even for a moment, that they needed to fit in with the wider world. To disappear into it.

Pressing his lips together in a tight line, Erik settles his hand on her shoulder. He has to think back, think past what he knows now to what he knew then. Thinks past understanding what it was like for Charles to understand what it was like for her. His experience was different and similar to them both, in certain ways, and it isn't difficult.]

I had an inkling. [He breathes in slowly, because this is so important to him, and she deserves better than listening to him fall into a rant.] We shouldn't have to hide. But we can't ignore what the world is like, either. I know he did what he did to protect you both, but he should have seen what was happening more clearly. He knows that.

You're capable of so much more than just fitting in with them. You're remarkable. And you were the most comfortable with your mutation by the time the training started, so while he saw to the boys--

[He made sure she had someone, too. Because he knew he'd need her when they went after Shaw.] Someone had to make sure you had the same opportunity.

[A beat] And you are beautiful, Raven, whatever Hank has to say. You're beautiful just the way you are.