[ A lot. One way to put it, but how she says it makes Logan skip over any talk of numbers (millions, billions, once upon a time before the humans fucked that up.) ]
Hell if I know. Just wouldn't touch them, if I were you.
[ He moves deeper into the kitchen, ends up leaning on one of the fry counters while she gets to cooking. Must be strange. Finding these unfamiliar pockets. Logan's seen more than his share of shit he doesn't understandā€”not least the temple on his way hereā€”but he gets the sense he's not as out of place as sone of the others.
His gaze lingers on the same boy. Yeah. It's eerie. Bodies are one thing. He's not sure what these are. And something about the way she's looking at it makes him add: ]
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Hell if I know. Just wouldn't touch them, if I were you.
[ He moves deeper into the kitchen, ends up leaning on one of the fry counters while she gets to cooking. Must be strange. Finding these unfamiliar pockets. Logan's seen more than his share of shit he doesn't understandā€”not least the temple on his way hereā€”but he gets the sense he's not as out of place as sone of the others.
His gaze lingers on the same boy. Yeah. It's eerie. Bodies are one thing. He's not sure what these are. And something about the way she's looking at it makes him add: ]
They're solid, though. Kinda crumble like ash.