Erik's unsure as to whether he'd like to present himself before a Council, especially when he knows so little of the place. Even if Billy seems to be aware of the abilities of people like him, it's not something that will protect him. He flexes his fingers again and searches for the coin on his person.

He can't move it. It remains there heavy and unmoving, a reminder of all the things he's lost and gained -- and lost again, it seems. "Family trait, you said. Your parents, they had magic, as well?"