[ Logan tips his head. Both arms, huh? Yeah, he can see that. He could smell it, sort of, the burnt flesh as they drove, but he decided not to ask. Rune didn't say too much at the time. Neither did Logan. He was just bringing the man to the city, didn't stay for much more than that except to exchange a name. Once they hit the Blocks, Logan grabbed his bike and didn't look back.
A shrug. Sure. ] Saved me some gas.
[ Not interested in thanks. He digs out a beer and holds it out. It's an invitation, if he was ever gonna give one. ] Looks like they did a number on you.
[ Brink of death, pulled in the middle of a fight—he's learning that's a common story among the folks who crash land on this planet. Rune's no different—but something about him does spark Logan's curiosity. He just can't put his finger on it yet. ]
no subject
A shrug. Sure. ] Saved me some gas.
[ Not interested in thanks. He digs out a beer and holds it out. It's an invitation, if he was ever gonna give one. ] Looks like they did a number on you.
[ Brink of death, pulled in the middle of a fight—he's learning that's a common story among the folks who crash land on this planet. Rune's no different—but something about him does spark Logan's curiosity. He just can't put his finger on it yet. ]