Isabelle nodded, “Of course.”
“Now, what is it precisely that they call you, my dear?”
“Isabelle, daughter of Hades.” The demigod replied, her hands going into her pockets. “What about you?”
“I am Magneto. But you may call me Erik, Miss Isabelle, ‘daughter of Hades’.”
qceensofkings reblogged this from mxsterofmxgnetism and added: Isabelle smiled faintly, “So are you from around here?”
“The pleasure is mine, to be sure.” Erik replied with a curt nod and a light grin.