Oh, oh! Touchy subject... Emma skimmed Wolverine's thought process as it unfolded and she raised her eyebrows at what she found. Perhaps the Phoenix's spell had been broken - at least for Logan. Was it the same for Scott?
She'd have to find out another day, as it seemed she had overstepped her boundary. Jean's response had amused her, however, and she couldn't help making a mental response. How very junior high of you, Jean. He's not my boyfriend, Emma! Duh! We just pass notes in class.
Scott's words and thoughts left her feeling almost defeated, but his stick-up-ass button had been pushed, and that left her feeling even more attracted to him. Yes, please, Scott. Take charge. She rose from her seat and looked across to Jean and Scott. "I don't think I'll need the drink now." Properly aroused and amused, Emma headed for the exit. When she neared Logan, she brushed against him unnecessarily and muttered, "Maybe I should just get him to stab her. Seemed to work for you..." Swish, click click click. Her heels hit the floor in the hallway.