"I've tried. It should heal over. Nothing's healing over." It seemed to bother Logan as well. A lot. He was used to being without scars, without blemishes. Even his hands, which looked like they were supposed to be rough, were soft. "I don't know what it is but----you got nothin'? None of you?" That bothered him even more. The Brotherhood tended to be ahead of the game on this stuff.