Magneto looked around having heard -and seen out of the corner of his eye- the gathered mutants reacting to something negative.

His attention returned to the one in front of him. This child had just done something.
This bothered him. Though -his citizens already recovering- also intrigued him. 

Her threat hit him likewise, and though his eyes held warning, his lips turned up; he wasn't about to be intimidated by this urchin.
Magneto gave a certain look to two mutants whose buttons were more easily pushed; they stood down.

[color=#D22B2B]"Explain why I allowed you passage here instead of leaving you to search endlessly for your injured, whom I saved from near-certain death? This [i]is[/i] the ungrateful generation, isn't it. And you will not be destroying this,"[/color] now his expression, and tone, was dead serious. Though held no combative edge, as yet; the X-Men's longest-standing foe actually wasn't looking to fight. [color=#D22B2B]"This is a [i]sanctuary[/i], child. Those robotic extensions of the human's [i]simple[/i] impulses,"[/color] -his eyes turned skywards as he referenced the sentinels; though none could be seen- [color=#D22B2B]"patrol in search of this place. If you prefer to return to the mercy of their radar, by all means. You'll find your pilot recovered in remarkably short time, though it will still take [i]some[/i]. If I can trust you won't harm the citizens of [b]Genosha[/b], you may wait for him where you like."[/color]

With that Magneto gave a half-turn, and stood as though he were a living marker of a crossroads. 
Ryder could walk past him towards the city proper, if she liked, 

--most of the other mutants had already started walking away, one looking like they thought they were taking their chances in doing so.
The more defensive two doing so gradually, as if undecided if they should -or wanted to- stay or go--

or Ryder could stay right where she was.

Of course there was always the third option. . .Magneto's steely eyes conveying his readiness should she make that [i]mistake[/i].