"Well, Cerebro is fully functioning despite the construction still in progress," Emma shrugged passively, and rapped her nails on her desk. "I have used it a few times, scans for mutants shouldn't be too difficult to do, and completely pointless if it's just scanning for people in this building. Aside from myself, there are other telepaths here. Paranoia is not a flattering emotion on you, Scott." Emma glanced past him, her own telepathic net being tossed out to the school, scanning the students minds briefly to sense emotions. "For what it's worth, I don't think you have anything to worry about, at least for right now. This school will always be a target. It might not be right now, but it will eventually happen." Cynical, perhaps, but Emma was just being honest. After losing her entire school, it was only sensible to figure that it would happen here as well.
"Going to reclaim your rightful place as the X-Men leader?" A sly smirk curled on her lips, as she retreated her telepathic net once more. Emma wasn't a big fan of the X-Men, but she knew it they were a necessity. Morals weren't something she was familiar with, Hellfire Club didn't have morals, and the Frost's didn't have them either. Xavier ran things differently than her, but at this time, Emma was realizing maybe Charles wasn't too off. She needed to change her side and suck it up and deal with the X-Men and the Xavier Institute.