By this time, the commotion in the hallway had drawn the attention of students who were supposed to be in their classrooms. A few had slipped out to use the bathroom, to run to grab a forgotten backpack, or to (try) to skip class... but as soon as one student returned, having seen the stand off in the hall, the news spread through the student body more quickly than Justin Bieber's relationship status updates through a crowd of pre-teen girls.
It was at this point that the big Russianopened the door to his classroom to see what was going on, his usually friendly face immediately souring. "Stay." He told his art students in a firm tone that they rarely heard; and which had them all both curious, and obedient.
Pete stepped out into the hallway and closed the classroom door behind him, eyeing a stray student and sending him scurrying back to class. Pete did not armor up-- not in present company-- but instead stood by with his arms crossed over his broad chest, still wearing charcoal pencil and colored chalk smudges on his hands. He kept a wary eye on Magneto and his companion-- though he did spare a glance towards Logan, then to the Professor for guidance. The Professor would know what to do.