[Blaaaaarg I am so sick of Wolverine though! @_@ I probably will end up going to see it because I keep hearing there's a lot of Charles-feels involved but I haven't yet.]

Cough.

It took Charles a moment to find his voice after that little bit, briefly covering his mouth with his hand and bringing it down over his chin as he fought to keep his expression under control. Not going to react to that even though his mind conjured up an image or two. He knew Aurus was doing it on purpose; he'd have to find a way to get him back for it, of course.

"From what you've said about the Firstborn," Charles said, keeping his voice low between the two of them alone, "they might believe themselves skilled in interpretation but honestly? It seems like they might be too stuck in their ways - socially and otherwise - to be able to have understood something like you then or now."

His eyes followed Aurus' point towards the young one, then felt a grin fight its way up to his face. "I wouldn't take that bet because I think you're right. To be fair to her, though, if I met a large feline-creature like that... my first assumption might very well be, if it was snarling and growling like that, that my hide was on the line."