[There's something about this that is just pure salt in a deep and ugly wound. Charles, the Charles he knew for the last fuck knows how many years... was so much older, had become so much more frail. Seeing him in his youth, his prime? And standing, no less. It pulls Logan way back to vague old memories and the reminder that the guy was almost a whole different person way back when.
Again, Logan thinks of nothing in this moment but the peace of disengaging. It's a selfish first thought, namely because it's so easy. He doesn't need to deal with the fact Charles is here, Charles doesn't know. Know him, know the future, know what and how it all went down decades in the future. Logan can say not my problem the way he wants to. But the fucking word Sunseeker is in his head. He's still tense, teeth grit, staring at Charles the way he is.]
Little ways back up there. Do I wanna fucking know about the - actually, I don't.
[A gesture was made toward the pig. Then it halted.]
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Again, Logan thinks of nothing in this moment but the peace of disengaging. It's a selfish first thought, namely because it's so easy. He doesn't need to deal with the fact Charles is here, Charles doesn't know. Know him, know the future, know what and how it all went down decades in the future. Logan can say not my problem the way he wants to. But the fucking word Sunseeker is in his head. He's still tense, teeth grit, staring at Charles the way he is.]
Little ways back up there. Do I wanna fucking know about the - actually, I don't.
[A gesture was made toward the pig. Then it halted.]
Can't miss it, Chuck.