[ Logan will only receive a passing glance from Scott once he puts down that remark and helps himself with his bread. He continues writing and what Logan would've seen when he peeked where notes about this world, where he thought exit points are but they're scratched off, as well as a partial, albeit small, map of this place. Scott has spent most of his days ever since his arrival exploring, and while it hasn't yielded the results he wanted, everyone starts somewhere.

He furtively looks up again when he hears Logan's bed creak under his weight. The couch creaks, too, whenever Scott moves. Not really surprising considering how seedy this motel is. ]

Don't worry, you're not in it. [ Except Logan is. Probably the first name from home he jots down in his notebook because he is the first mutant he meets here.

After a few moments of silence - ] We should stick together, Logan. Whatever this is, wherever we are, it's better not to face it alone. There's strength in numbers. [ Trust Scott Summers to get down to business right away. And as much as it pains for him to admit, his personal feelings towards Logan takes backseat to figuring out this place + getting home. ]