Jakob cocked a brow. "You can't just order me to change in the middle of the hall..." He said, scoffing slightly. No way was he going to change there. For one thing, middle of the hallway. For two, he didn't know the teen in front of him, and so certainly wasn't changing in front of him. He looked around the hallway, spotting a washroom sign, heading for the door so he could change with some level of privacy.