Logan wasn't certain what to expect, though it definitely wasn't for the door to swing open and him get hit by a half naked Jean. No, make that a fully naked Jean covered in what appeared to be the sheet off what was now her bed.
Though he was unmoving at first, a natural reaction to her state of fear. Had something happened to her? Immediately his claws were released again, and he glanced around the room, but the only sounds and smells were of her. Clearly, she'd just arrived, and of course had been scared.
Immediately the claws were returned with that familiar 'snikt' sound, withdrawn into his forearm, the opening between the fingers closing rapidly. He held a hand out to her, helping her off the floor. "The short of it is something has brought us here to someplace in Canada," he answered. "The long of it your clothes and things are in your room, so you don't have to go about wearing a sheet, Red." Not that he would mind, but there were others here, after all. "Just you this time? I arrived with Rogue, Betsy, and the Cajun."