Ford was about to turn and head out when the all too familiar sound of metal meeting his skull sounded in his ears. He exploded into a flurry of curses, grasping at the back of his head as pain shot through his head anew. Logan, great, just what he needed to improve his day.
"I will speak to a lady any way I wish," he hissed as he rubbed at his head. "And don't you think you've done enough damage to my person? Be gone, vile animal..." Oh yes. He was such a charmer, and so very obviously happy to see the new arrival.