"Then you ain't been around long enough to really see what's wrong with the world," Logan replied, but not unkindly. He had lived a long time, seen things that most people wouldn't have dreamt of beholding. He had died and come back, been to the deepest pits of Hell....a few creatures immune to bullets never phased him. But his time with guns had long since faded into the years. When they were immune to Adamantium, it was then he began to worry. But so far he hadnt met but a couple of things immune to his claws. Rodgers Vibranium shield was really the only thing, and Logan had tested it out to be sure.
"Logan. Good ta meetcha," Logan replied, nodding at her. "Maybe you should let me lead sinc they're bullet proof. Unless ya got somethin' else on ya that'll do tha trick," Logan said with a grunt.
He stood for a moment, listening and sniffing the air. "Don't smell any other humans here. Don't hear heartbeats. Humans gotta unique smell. This place is just rank with all kinds a things." With that Logan stepped forward, boots making not even the faintest of sounds against the old wood floor as he made his way to the stairs.