[ When Charles finally speaks again, it's with a stern, solid tone -- as though he's finally resolved to settle on one emotion for the moment, and it's a very prominent and disappointed anger. ] You are not taking a cab. You are not getting on a train, either.

[ Charles tries to keep himself calm, to take a deep breath and close his eyes on the other end of the line. He clears his throat, brows knit. ] You will attempt to tell me where you are, and I am going to pick you up myself.

[ This was dangerous for several reasons, the primary one not exactly on his mind at the moment; perhaps even for the very first time, he's concerned quite a bit more for Raven as his sister than Raven as a mutant liability. ] Do you understand?