Raven: when was the last time you were risking anything, Charles?? >:(
Me: Thirty years ago, when he lost his legs. You were there, and you left him to join the guy who was partially responsible for it.
Me: Also twenty years ago, when he was struggling through crippling alcoholism and depression and could have been killed merely by accident when he was in DC and nearly crushed by a Sentinel or that giant metal thing that fell on him.
Me: Also ten years ago, when a mutant with a God-complex was threatening to destroy the world and wanted to take over Charles's mind and body, and Charles risked his life telling the world to protect each other, and then he was almost taken over by Apocalypse anyway and escaped by the skin of his teeth.