Raven Darkholme: [In mutant form] Would you date me?
Professor Charles Xavier: [Looking down and concentrating on writing] Of course I would. Any young man would be lucky to have you. You are stunning.
Raven Darkholme: Looking like this?
Professor Charles Xavier: Like... What?
[Looks up]
Professor Charles Xavier: Blue?
[Thinks about the question]
Professor Charles Xavier: You are my oldest friend.
Raven Darkholme: I am your only friend.
Professor Charles Xavier: [laughs] Thank you for that.
Raven Darkholme: Well?
Professor Charles Xavier: I am incapable of thinking of you that way. I feel responsible for you. Anything else would just feel wrong.
Raven Darkholme: But what if you didn't know me?
Professor Charles Xavier: Unfortunately, I do know you. God, I don't know what's gotten into you lately. You're awfully concerned with your looks.