"What? What do you mean- I'm not keen on just hiding from some bullies in an old classroom, especially not if they've attacked you already." He's still scowling just a little bit, even if he doesn't quite understand or recognize his own sense of protectiveness here. He knows Jon isn't a bad guy- he certainly doesn't deserve this.

"Who is it?" He asks then with a sigh, hauling his bookbag up onto a chair and frowning again as he digs out the handkerchief, and then offers it to Jon. "I can go find a teacher. Or- there are two of us, we outnumber whoever it is."