Just his luck, wasn't it? His oldest -- live -- friend decided to make out with Wolverine. But it was their business. Their business, not everyone's, which was what they were going to make it if they stayed naked in the lake.
Giving Logan a look -- it was less in the eyes, obviously, and more in the way his mouth twisted -- that was clearly protective in an almost brotherly sort of way, Scott turned away, not really in the mood to bicker with Logan. Though as he passed Ororo, he slid his jacket off, setting it on her shoulders, more for, well ... everyone else's sake. Maybe a little to show Logan he meant it. It wasn't that he'd wanted Ororo or anything -- and after being in the school for her arrival, he was ... kind of used to seeing her naked -- but there was a part of him that wasn't going to just stand by and let Logan do whatever he wanted without a reminder that Scott was very much a presence in the school again, either.
"Have fun," he said, with almost a hint of irony, shoving his hands in his pockets and stalking off.