It isn't very far to the relevant classroom.
"Hi, Papa, this is Isabella Swan, known as Glass because apparently there are a lot of Isabella Swans, one of whom is Pen's mother, I think. Glass, this is Edie's and my father, Charles Xavier. Well. One of them, anyway."
"It's nice to meet you too. Pen's mother is a Bell like me but she doesn't actually have a last name," Glass clarifies. Handshake. "The other Bells are currently debating who should in the long-term take point on this world; I'm just the scout. Sooner or later someone will probably appear to replace me, don't get accustomed. It's currently a tossup between Pen's mother Angela and Aegis, the mutant Bell."
A sharper-looking man of about the same age in a black turtleneck enters the room. He gives Glass an appraising look.
To Glass: "Sooo, are they the same category thing as us?"
Glass waves at the new visitor. "Yes, you're all four the same moiety. Aegis's mutation is invisible and purely defensive; the problem is that she as a person is less diplomatic than the average Bell, and we are not an especially diplomatic breed to begin with. That and she's fifteen. Angela is on the higher end of Bell diplomacy, but she does, of course, have wings, and relatively limited expertise on Earths of this time period. I can recommend that someone else entirely handle it? Pattern's not too busy, looks human, and like many Bells was born in the United States in 1987."
"Yes. The remaining questions are whether I'm bothering the admin or making someone here immortal, and whether we're waking them up Downside or bringing them here. Do you have a place to put them? A way to get them replacement legal identities if they'll want them, sufficient cushion in the living arrangements...? Oh, also, they'll look about twenty-five unless they ask for additional cosmetic magic to adjust that."
Erik shakes his head. "I wish I remembered more of them, but this isn't the kind of thing that would have been discussed even so."
"Edie told me the reasons you have for being cautious about handing out immortality, and I can't say I have anything in particular that I think would completely ameliorate them," Charles says. "With Cerebro, we could probably find and rescue anyone who got into a situation that was trying very hard to kill them, but I can't claim that the tactical aspect you mentioned would be completely irrelevant." He summarizes the X-Men.
"Yes, this is a bit of a quandary. Do you have any objections to Jane eating your internet and maintaining a Janepoint in an inaccessible location so that we can, if nothing else, check up on things?"
"Maybe you don't have it quite yet? I don't know that I've ever been told exactly when Earths tend to invent those - Jane says you're not quite there by standard timeline. Well, eventually it will be a global communications network, but since there's nothing there yet never mind that part."
"Well, human-scale politics tends to be perturbed by the exact individuals involved except for some major landmarks and you're already past World War II so that's out, and we prefer non-divinatory solutions for things like hurricanes, such as 'not having hurricanes'. But I'm sure whenever my alts come to a decision about who to send in - they're leaning Pattern with Aegis along for initial consultation - you can talk to them about the details of making this a nicer place to live."
"I don't suppose 'person who it would be completely unproblematic to make immortal' is something you could search for with your nigh-omnipotent magic powers."
"Not readily. I could shorten the search with autohandling of a few parameters, but basically no, at least not without resorting to unethical mind magic. If anyone wants to volunteer for mind magic, Jane can accept a complete memory dump and make a recommendation based on that."
"Under the circumstances, I'm probably not the best candidate anyway, but if it might help Jane can have a copy of my memories."
Jane comments, presumably.
"How do you feel about calling in the cavalry via Jane rather than relying on your mutations in emergencies?" she inquires.