Charles sent Hank a look. "And that makes it right?" He rolled his eyes. And here I thought all of the students left.
Logan shook his head, standing up. "Look, I don't mean to take you from your banter on house keeping, but I'm kinda on a tight schedule here." He stated, as he straightened out his jacket. He gave Kitty a look, before shooting a glare back at Hank. What are ya looking at, fuzzball?
"Oh? Well, sorry to have inconvenienced you then, but, sorry, the school is closed and we're not taking in anymore kids." Charles brushed past him as he made his way down the stairs.
"Whoa, you think I'm a parent? You see a kid here?"
Charles turned and looked back up at Logan with distaste. "God, I hope not."
Logan gave him a look.