[ The past few weeks have gone like this: he picks a job. He shows up, usually after sundown, stays until just before dawn. Then he takes his money and goes. When he's not doing that, he's riding through the Fringes, usually comes back in a couple of days with something they can use.
He looks in on Rogue. Charles. Karen. Doesn't look in on Scottā€”not in any way that Scott would ever knowā€”and after the little showdown with Erik, he hasn't had the goddamn energy to deal with. Anything. Least of all the dozens of complications surrounding Scott.
Go figure that's who he sees first thing at the warehouse. He stops short, just outside the back doors. Logan takes one last puff on his cigar. Great. ]
The hell are you doing here?
[ Working is obviously the answer, but that's not why he's asking. ]
scott.
He looks in on Rogue. Charles. Karen. Doesn't look in on Scottā€”not in any way that Scott would ever knowā€”and after the little showdown with Erik, he hasn't had the goddamn energy to deal with. Anything. Least of all the dozens of complications surrounding Scott.
Go figure that's who he sees first thing at the warehouse. He stops short, just outside the back doors. Logan takes one last puff on his cigar. Great. ]
The hell are you doing here?
[ Working is obviously the answer, but that's not why he's asking. ]