He knew the reaction that was going to come, hell he couldn't rightfully blame her a bit. "Don't know how, but yer here." Aw shit, he hated to see a woman cry. Logan took a seat beside her and put an arm around her to at least attempt to console her. Reaching into his pocket he grabbed a napkin from the bar he'd just left and handed it over. "here ya go."
His brows shot up a little bit, he had no clue what she said, but he could wager a guess. "Nothin' ta forgive darlin', I'd say you were entitled to a good freaking out over this." Even her name was old fashioned and he had to smile at that a bit. Gently he gave her a reassuring and gentle squeeze of her shoulders. "That's a mouthful." He smiled at her. "Logan. Just Logan. And don't you worry about this, I'll help ya the best I can while yer here. Alright?"