[ When she passes another clean napkin back to him, Scott adjusts his vision to see what's written this time. He's not prepared to see a drawing of Logan, which he thinks is fairly accurate by the way, that he wasn't able to fight back the small chuckle and grin that comes out of his lips.
He notices that expectant tap of her pen, and he really just couldn't hide his amusement. ]
I know him, yeah. He's... [ Scott pauses. How does he even begin to describe Logan to someone else? What kind of relationship do they even have? ]
He's an ally. Grumpy, hairy guy who smells like cigar all the time, huh? [ He glances at the napkin again, and then back at her. ] May I? [ Keep the drawing, he means. He'd like to show it to Logan. ]
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He notices that expectant tap of her pen, and he really just couldn't hide his amusement. ]
I know him, yeah. He's... [ Scott pauses. How does he even begin to describe Logan to someone else? What kind of relationship do they even have? ]
He's an ally. Grumpy, hairy guy who smells like cigar all the time, huh? [ He glances at the napkin again, and then back at her. ] May I? [ Keep the drawing, he means. He'd like to show it to Logan. ]