The fountain had been the one sticking point in his memory, both he, Erik and Raven had turned up there and he'd thought when deciding to explore that it had been a good place to start. Of course what he hadn't factored in was the booming of feet and the sudden and inexplicable giant green person hurtling at him.

Charles stares for a moment, more out of surprise than any real horror, confusion crossing his face. He stops walking immediately though, hand reflexively going to his temple. The rage rolls off him in waves, hits him in the fact in a fuzzy chemical cloud of emotion. But there's a consciousness in there and so of course he has to try.

Calm down. Barely flinching as the Hulk's hand comes into contact with rubble. Whatever it is, you have to stay calm.