Remy had showed up a little late, but a little late was better then never right? And he did fill out one of those little questionnaires, but what did all that matter anyway. Other then his eyes, he really wasn't much of a mutant right now. But just because Remy was powerless did not mean the man was not skilled. Even before he found himself with his powers, when he was a pup, he had found himself getting out of more then a few binds. So, now would be no different. Problem was, all these kids that had the opposite problem.
Watching one particular set burst into tears, Remy felt a little awkward, though he was still a little curious. But opting not to ask, seeing as how that wasn't what he needed to be doing, unless the Headmistress deemed otherwise, he headed over towards Moira. Putting on a charming smile, he gave her an all too apologetic look. "Sorry I be late. Still not used to dis floor plan." Complete and utter bull, but when wasn't he full of it. There wasn't a floor plan anywhere that he didn't get a quick understanding of, seeing as he had a tendency to scope things out. Even as he wasn't thieving anything here, it just came natural for him.
"Where you need me den?" Remy quickly offered, hoping beyond all hope it was not counseling and dealing with crying outbursts. No water works needed here. No way. Please.