Emma strolled by and Logan ignored her comment. Everybody else in the room knew it wasn't that simple and that was all that mattered. Emma could take a long walk off a short peer for all Logan cared at the moment.
The three were alone... great. This wasn't awkward...
Jean spoke and Logan brushed off her apology. He smiled at the red head, "Guess I'm just used to coming to your rescue." Oh crap. Logan mimicked a cough and tried to forget he'd just said that. "Yeah, well I'd better get going, I was on my way to see Storm." Crap, why did he say that? Wait, why did he feel guilty for saying that? It was the truth. "See ya around." Wolverine turned and made for a quick exit.
On his way out, he realized he did enter the room the save Jean. He didn't care what or who Emma did, even if it was Scott. He cared what happened to Jean, how it would make her feel. Son of a bitch, no he wasn't going to do this. Not again, he was finally happy and Jean was happy. Right?
"More beer," Logan mumbled to himself as he entered the hall. "I need more beer."