The car ride from the Pentagon was awkward to say the least. After seeing another not so friendly face (at least toward him) in the form of Hank, they all piled in a car and pulled out of the visitor parking lot with him seated behind the grizzly looking man who was driving. The boy was next to him and Hank was on the kid's other side, which left Charles sitting shotgun.

They sat in silence for about 10 seconds before the boy started talking at 50mph. "So I think that went pretty well, and boy was that fun! Heck I even got a souvenir. Isn't this hat rad! But seriously dudes, uh I mean you seem like okayish guys but uh did we just break out a terrorist? (He glances at Erik) No offense dude. I mean I dig what you did with the cookware back there. Dodging obstacles makes running on walls that much more thrilling ya know? But then again I think you might have been aiming to seriously injure slash kills those guards back there, soooo maybe that wasn't so groovy. (he nervously chuckles) still that's likely a totally awesome power man. Not as awe -."

"Peter." Charles says abruptly cutting off the boy. "I assure you while breaking out Erik was not in anyway ideal, all you need to know is that it was necessary for the greater good."

"Far out man." Peter starts up again. "The greater good. That's like really epic stuff I guess… but maybe you could just give me the address of wherever you are headed, and I can meet ya there because metal man over here has been staring at me for this entire car ride and I'm kinda onlyslightlyworriedthathe'scontemplatingmydeath…"

At this final statement Erik flushes slightly and quickly turns his head to look at the back of the seat in front of him. "I'm not contemplating your death. I was just thinking that you have a remarkable gift." Lies. Well not really, just not the whole truth. Yes Erik had been thinking that the boy despite his rather hyped up personality, was a remarkable mutant; he had also been studying the boy's face. Further solidifying his ever growing suspicion that the boy, Peter (After Magda's Father Pietro? Maybe that's the boy's real name), Charles had said, was indeed his son. The probability of any other scenario as he took in once again the boy's facial features from his eyes to his cheekbones that matched his own.

"Oh okay. Well that's good." Peter says. "I mean I wasn't really worried. Even with your metal magic thingy, I'm pretty sure I could use my lightning reflexes to out run you. The only one who could force me to stand still was my sister Wanda, but she…well anyway I'd can be outta here faster than you can say…well faster than you can say anything."

"Peter could you just not talk for a bit? You're giving me a headache," said Charles.

"Lighten up Professor. The kid's a little wack, but at least he's not brooding silently like you and Magneto. Maybe you should dial it back a bit though kid. You are a lot more overwhelming as a teenager," Logan states.

"Yea okay, whatever. You guys are all weird, and what do you mean 'as a teenager,' pretty sure I've been a teenager the entire time I've known you sideburns." Peter chimes in, "Anyway fine, if you all can't handle the magnificent madness that comes from my mouth then I'm going to take a nap."

And with that eloquent statement, Peter tilted his head back, pulled the guards hat down over his face and presumably went to sleep. Leaving the adults to again sit in awkward silence.