"It's something," Logan agreed. He was a little impressed she was managing any control so soon, but he guessed with proper determination, anything was possible. "Progress, anyway," he added encouragingly. Or what he hoped was encouragingly. He was glad to hear she was working on it, and that she was seeing results, brief though they were. It wasn't like it was something that would happen overnight.
He shook his head slightly. "Not the whole time. I've ventured down to the public a time or two. Visited the stables, and the bar in the lobby." Which he thought was kind of a given. The only time he was voluntarily social was when there was alcohol involved.
Logan let his eyes wander over the colored sky above the disappearing arc of the sun. It was nice here, and he was going to miss it. He had given some consideration to attempting to stay here, but ... he didn't think this was like most stops. He had a feeling even if people tried to stay here, it wasn't going to work. "Figured I'll see more than enough of everyone on the train, so ..." he gestured slightly with the cigar he still held. "Thought I'd enjoy the peace and separation while I could get it."