[ The anger radiates off of her in a way that is uncomfortably familiar. Like a memory he'd rather not think about. ]

You're sure of that?

[ He'd been here nearly a month and wasn't sure. But if she had some kind of information to confirm that, he wants to hear it. ]

They know me as Henryk Gurszky. But my name is Erik Lehsnherr. Or Magneto, depending on the circumstances. Who are you?