Mohinder doesn't just go to bed, he falls into it, the promise of learning to keep connections from happening a good comfort for the evening. Logan stands when the door opens and he glances down at Xavier with a frown and gets the door for him shut when the professor glides through it.

"Went well I take it?" He hooks his thumb into his jacket and walks towards the elevator. "How bad is he?"

Logan's not concerned. He's just making conversation. And hoping Charles will want to chill with Bruce a little bit so he can find and consume Stark's good scotch.