Do and I'll hide a prank in that wheelchair of yours I'm building. You won't know where, and won't know when it'll hit you. But it will come, and it will be swift and mighty.

_{[ Whoops, maybe a bit of Thor rubbing off on him there. He gave him a mock glare of warning, turning, tugging his wings out of Charles' hands, albeit gently. ]}

Do you really wish to test me, Mr. Xavier?

_{[ It's a bit hard to keep himself from laughing. ]}