Logan made sense, but he wasn't thinking. They just witnessed a pretty severe testing, one that would infect their people. As they drove, and Logan criticized Scott's methods, the red eyed mutant spoke calmly.
"Sure Logan. Go ahead and rush in there. But what are you gonna do when they shoot you with one of those darts?"
It was a rhetorical question, but he would give Logan time to think of his answer, only to respond before he could with what would actually happen.
"I'll tell you. It would shut off your healing and senses. Sure, you would still have your metal claws, but do you know how the body would react to that much adamantium in your body without a healing factor? If would kill, you Logan. It would start slow, poisoning your system. Sure, it's a temporary cure, but by time you could heal again, you would be dead."
He turned onto the system of back roads that would lead to the mansion. He sighed, looking down at the wheel, then back to the road. He knew his voice was raised, and he was pretty pissed, but that was how things went. Calming down, he glanced over to Logan.
"Look, I'm sorry. I just don't know how this will play out, and for the first time in a long time, I don't know what to do about it. We gotta think. This isn't the place for feral rage and balls out attack patterns."