"Yeah well, I'll be looking out. Just don't think it's wise for me to stay here with the metal skeleton and all. Hell, old bastard might try to take advantage of my in my sleep or somethin'." Logan shuddered and shook his head. He hated the guy, even more than he had disliked Cyke.
That got her a deep, rumbling laugh. "Oh yeah darlin', real expert on those particular creatures." He held his hands up and raised his brows. "Simmer down there kid, I meant all women like ta talk, not that they talk shit. Wrong choice of words there. And I never said nothin' 'bout throwin' down." Oh if she ever took notion to hit him the poor girl would be in a world of pain without him even touching her. "Because, I don't like bein' talked to like I'm an idiot. And we've already discussed the midnight rapes that could occur. Oh, I'm not afraid ta take a stand. Done plenty of that for a lifetime."
He puffed a few more times. "Danger room is all well an' good. But you don't learn to really fight in some simulation. You learn what ya need ta out in the real world."