He shook his head and chuckled. "Even when we think we have nothing to lose, that we're alone. There's always something. Trust me on that one. Even if it is just yourself, that thin shrivel of humanity that keeps you from being like the monsters out there. That's the most important thing to cling to and hold on to for dear life."
Logan had weaknesses, but not of himself. He could be hurt, by the ones that he cared about. Those were the marks that were left behind. The ones on his soul and conscience.
"Not exactly what I call a tumble." He chuckled. "Tumbles are fun.. What that was is a brawl. Still fun but not in the satisfactory sort of way."