"If the aliens are reasonable, they'll understand our preparedness." Charles smoothly interjected, having been listening to this without amusement, visible or otherwise.
And Raven, language, please, he projected at his sister, mildly. He wasn't about to verbally call her out in front of everyone, but 'ass-up' hardly suited the tone of discussion. Or it did, perfectly, because these teenagers--they just didn't need to be crude teenagers.
"There's no need to be sorry, Jubilee. You're raising valid concerns. We don't need to inform our visitors that we're preparing in case - and only in case - they do intend us or civilians harm." He glanced at Erik as well; they'd discussed this in a great deal of detail last night, as had already been noted, and people who knew could...probably tell where moderation here had come from. Erik hadn't been unreasonable by any means, but Charles had still felt a softer approach to begin with was wise. "This is a school, albeit an informal one. What we'd be doing would be no different from the training Alex, Raven, and Sean have been doing already, with the addition of new students. Like Raven says, the worst thing that could happen if the aliens aren't hostile would be that you all continue learning."