Logan raised a brow and looked Lindsay up and down for a moment before snorting. "Don't think you know me, or my moods. I know more about control than any being you know. Angelus, really I figured to be a man of more class than him. And the blond.. really. I will let you know one thing. When I get my hands on her, she'll learn what torture truly is."
He didn't take well to children being kidnapped and used. Especially after Magneto thought to take Marie and torture the poor girl, damn near killed her. If not for him she would be dead.
"I really have no reason to not believe you, yet. Let's see to it you don't give me a reason. I suggest you get your little dog on a leash before he does something stupid to someone I care about."
He was about to put the cigar out of his mouth when it was blown to bits in his hand. He looked over his shoulder and saw something flailing on the ground in agony. Then glanced over at the woman he'd been watching earlier. "That was my last cigar."