He paid no mind to the peach pit. "Been a little busy, too busy to go looking for big steamin' piles of shit. But suddenly, my schedule's become a hundred percent clear."
Fear was something that Logan didn't comprehend or ever feel. Creed was nothing for him to fear, unless he was close to someone. Then, it was something. Same went for Creed though. He didn't fear Logan, but he knew he could knock him around a bit. Because secretly, they both wanted that same thing. One day to close their eyes for that final time and finally let death win. Until then, both of them would fight til the end. Vicious cycle.
"So, what ya doin' here Creed? Other than being that constant never ending pain in my ass. Like a hemorrhoid."