[ Fair enough. Logan seems to accept that, doesn't look interested in pushing for more. He's about a half second from turning around to get back on his bike when the man says something else.
He nudges the abandoned car a few more feet. At this point, it's blocking in the jeep parked several stalls up, but that's not his problem.
His gaze lingers on the stranger. He's kept his claws to himself, mostly. 'Til he learns more about this place, he's not putting a target on not only his back, but every mutant who might be here. He's already caught up with a couple of his people. There could be more out there. But something about this feels different. More specifically, it feels like it might tell him a lot if he can see how this guy responds to what Logan's about to do.
Besides, the lot's emptier at these hours. And it's dark enough. So he closes his hand into a fist and pops them, casual. ]
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He nudges the abandoned car a few more feet. At this point, it's blocking in the jeep parked several stalls up, but that's not his problem.
His gaze lingers on the stranger. He's kept his claws to himself, mostly. 'Til he learns more about this place, he's not putting a target on not only his back, but every mutant who might be here. He's already caught up with a couple of his people. There could be more out there. But something about this feels different. More specifically, it feels like it might tell him a lot if he can see how this guy responds to what Logan's about to do.
Besides, the lot's emptier at these hours. And it's dark enough. So he closes his hand into a fist and pops them, casual. ]