Anna held onto Jean, feeling her sway slightly even as the image entered her mind for a brief second and was gone, she never let go of Jean. "Are you okay?" she asked softly, not even questioning the image this time around. She was more concerned with Jean! She could try to figure out that picture of them later...
"That someone would be me, I take it." She answered, stating the obvious. She knew it was her! Feeling Jean turn around in her arms, the red head soon had her arms wrapped around her, making Anna blush as she removed her own arms and reached behind Jean. Making sure to pick a locker not too high up, and not too far down, she gripped the lock and squeezed the thing, crushing the locking mechanism inside it and causing it to pop open.
"Got it," she replied, looking back at Jean for a moment, her eyes locking on the redhead's. "It's uh...open." She showed her the lock before reluctantly tearing her gaze away from Jean's. "Do you...do you want me...to um...to put it up there?"