"Eh, you have that urge more often than not, this ain't rally no diff'rent." Logan reached in his pocket and grabbed out a couple cigars he purchased of a little china man. Probably laced with something other than tobacco, not that he'd get the effects off of it. He passed another to Creed. "Oh I don't know, you're pretty keen on takin' me out. Though without me around, think you'd grow bored.. Ya need me. Just as much in some sick twisted way I need you."
He could see that, Logan was the honorable type. Hell, even Marie said he killed Jean when she asked him to. Guess when it came down to it there was nothing he wouldn't give a woman he loved. Includin' death.