"That's life though, or so I'm told." He felt bad for Marie, but he couldn't dwell on it. Things were out of their hands and they had to work with the cards they'd been dealt.
When Logan thought about hos Erik had gotten the cure he couldn't help but smirk. "Doesn't matter ta me darlin', just not feelin' a crowd tonight." As he got up he slipped her coat over her shoulders for her, he wasn't a complete loss cause in the manners department. Well, at least not where women were concerned.
"Well, he was a pretty big deal. Got arrested some years back for this whole thing at Ellis Island and then led the front for mutants against the cure. He's pretty much the biggest and oldest asshole I've ever met."
His arm slipped around her as he headed for the door, still not quite sure on their destination. Once they got outside her scent wouldn't be so masked by the other people in the establishment. He wanted to get a good whiff of her, because something about her scent he knew.