"What's going on?" Magneto asked. Schiller noticed he had taken his Helmet off, which meant Professor X had likely woken up. Still, while Magneto's face did not look especially old, his hair had gone completely white, making him seem somewhat at odds with his actual age. Then again, white hair paired perfectly with that suit of silver-white armor.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. captured drones produced by Stark Industries near the Orchis Forge," Schiller paused, then went on. "They believe Iron Man has already made his move. To seize control of the factory from him, they need the mutants' help."
A look of understanding crossed Magneto's face. He sat down at the table, tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers, and said, "It seems Krakoa will be able to found its nation very soon."
"No," Schiller suddenly said something shocking. "Have Sebastian abandon the proposal to found a nation, and no matter how the other ambassadors try to persuade you, do not agree to nationhood."
"What?!" Magneto cried out. "Not found a nation?"
Schiller let out a long sigh. He wished Professor X could simply read his brainwaves and pour them into Magneto's mind, so he would not have to deliver a long lecture fit for prenatal education. Unfortunately, Professor X would not do that, so he could only say:
"I'll say it again. 'Establishing a mutant nation' is not a sufficiently grand goal. It can't even be called a goal. If you truly treat this as your ultimate objective, that nation will not last long. What you should be studying is what kind of nation you want to build."
"What kind of nation?"
"Yes. Mutants come in many kinds as well..."
"We accept all mutants," Magneto said. "Including Epsilon-class ones. The Flower of Krakoa can heal the injuries and illnesses on their bodies,