He wasn't completely oblivious to eyes on him, and he did glance toward the woman who was apparently studying him. His brows arched briefly in silent question, but unless she was going to engage him, he wasn't going to bother her. Maybe she was just wondering why he was running around without a shirt on. Or maybe he was being more stalky than prowly and drawing more attention to himself than he'd thought.
Logan did notice, if nothing else, she looked to be another victim of the carnival. She didn't have the air (or the scent) of a native about her, especially given the way she was dressed. The more abductees he saw, the more distress he felt over the whole situation. He wondered how long it had been going on, and how big it was going to end up getting before all was said and done. What was going to happen. Whether or not people he knew where going to show up.
Trying to chase away the thoughts, he turned his eyes back the way he'd been headed, curious if she was going to try to wave him over, or if she was just going to watch him walk.