Emma spent most of her morning trying to figure out how she would scramble Scott's memories. Wiping them was definitely too risky, and it was something she wasn't fond of doing. As her heels echoed down the hall towards the Med Bay, Emma's telepathic net across the school was quickly receding. Her mind needed to be clear of all the petty thoughts of the students in the school. As she began to sort through her catalog of options, Emma pushed open the door to the Med Bay. Piercing blue eyes settled on the man sitting on the exam table.
"Good morning, Scott," A pleasant enough smirk curled on her lips. She found his punctuality endearing and the way he was swinging his feet from the table? He looked like a child and Emma couldn't decide if she liked that, or found it strange. "I assume you had a good rest and you still want to go through with this?" Glancing around the room, she moved to stand in front of him.
"You certainly clean up nice." Arching a finely sculpted brow at him, Emma nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. Small talk, it wasn't something Emma was fond of, but she knew if she were going to gain access into Scott's mind, the least she could do was attempt to make him feel a little more at ease.