Re: {Cordelia, Logan, possibly Nathan}
Logan was leaning in the corner, the sounds raced back at him, hittign him harder than probably anyone else. It was a bit overwhelming at first. His head pounded from it all before the sounds cleared. Voices and sounds seperated from the jumbled mess they'd become, the chaotic rush of it all at first was nearly too much.
Closing his eyes he waited for the throbbing in his temples to dull. It seemed like hours when he knew it was really only a few moments, if that. Then he heard the sweet sound of her voice, sifting and making it's way to him through the muddle. The rage was fading, but still he had to be careful.
"Depends how you mean okay." Grinning at her he sighed, slumping against the wall, exhausted from the internal battle waging within him. Cracking his eyes open just slightly he drank in the sight of her. Just as he had that night in her room he lifted his hand and beckoned her to him.
He saw her, knew she was okay other than her hand. But he needed to touch her, hold her, feel her to be sure she was really there. His mind had been known to play tricks on him. There weren't many things in life Logan feared. Losing those close to him was number one on the very limited list.
They'd search the hotel, make sure it was safe and then he needed alone time with her. Whatever he was feeling had doubled fighting along side her and he just needed to be with her. Usually when he went through the mental battle and that side got loose he wanted and needed to be alone. Maybe that was because he'd never really had someone he let in that much. But now, he couldn't stand even the thought of being far away from her. The space between them now was even too much.
"C'mere darlin'." His voice was tired and raspy, but still held that sensual easy growl to it. Onec everyone was settled down and they had the place firmly locked down and secure he wasn't letting her get out of his reach.