Veronica listened to him quietly as he spoke and was quiet after. Oy, Veronica, this is why we should avoid word vomit. The poor kid's still gonna blame himself for your being an epic bitch and a half. She shifted a bit to turn her head, cheek against the seat and looked at him, good and hard for a few minutes. There was this face Logan made when he got all gut-pour-y, this determined and honest face and it had always been hard for her to not just want to grab him in a hug. Her poor little broken Loan who she had tried so hard to fix. He'd never deserved the crap he had gone through, and she knew, he'd never done anything to hurt her on purpose.
Logan was damn near making his honest face and Veronica swallowed past startle when she had a thought to ask him to pull over. Dropped her gaze to her lap again. "You remember that night I came to the Grand to yell at you for hiring that bodyguard guy?" She asked him softly. Scratched at a spot at her arm but didn't look up to see him this time.