Jamie was feeling a bit better. The death of his clone had hit him a bit hard, especially since he had felt partly responsible. Still, Xavier and crew had been there to help him through the trauma. He was starting to be his old self.
So when he heard the commotion down the hall, he actually got up and headed over there to see what was going on, instead of staying in his room. The sight was ... interesting. Had they not been hurt, Jamie could have appreciated the tattered wardrobe the girls were wearing better. "Wow." he commented. "Talk about a cat fight."