"Mr Summers," a familiar voice said from behind him. "It is good to have you back. Construction is progressing, and the students are currently accounted for. I hope you are well."
The thudding footsteps of the heavily armored man as he walked up behind Cyclops were hard to miss. He looked around at the 'work in progress' that was the mansion and sighed. It would still take some time to truly repair, and housing the students had been difficult. Not impossible, but difficult. Blessedly, most of the parents had been understanding.
...Sinister was, after all, considered something akin to an act of God.
"Has Kurt gotten ahold of you yet? He was attempting to suggest a bowling alley the last that we spoke."