Wake up call [Fox/Lizzy/Gabriel]

[Le Fox]

- It is her fault she failed to control herself, knowing full-well how scum-bags will react. And getting shot in the stomach, then getting saved and then getting me berated for it. - Le Fox sighed out. His talk with Magneto was less than pleasant - the man was furious about the prospect of his arch-nemesis coming around here to pick up his daughter, and the unnecessary complications his escapades brought. It was not the time to remember his youth, and to remember these gangster-like chases with cops, shooting, and fighting personally. He was no longer a hitman, but an important person. Who should have been more considerate.

He kept standing, his back to her, and he ignored the showy performance of eating a sandwich, though he had certainly caught a bit of it with his eye. But his mind was on different thing right now... Like ... Hmm... Corrupting with his thoughts? Yes, yes, that was the idea all along. Making a good reputation in the eyes of the child, it shouldn't be too hard. Bringing the daughter of the enemy here was bad for business. Supposedly. But making her friend - was good. Very good. A logical line immediately formed in his brain, and a sly smirk appeared on his face for a second, but quickly disappeared.

- And yet ... you may be the person whose help we needed so much all this time... - he said thoughtfully. It was made to catch attention, and alleviate the sense of importance. Because it indeed was important. And in the light of current events it made rejecting nigh impossible, not after how much trouble they went through to save her. And the mentioning of getting into trouble for saving her earlier was also done with a purpose. A purpose of cementing the feeling that she owed them. Much. It was all about manipulation... And le Fox was good at it.