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Logan (hey_bub) wrote in silverage,

Well, maybe home was Europe. Or Japan. They had interesting looking machinery over there. He guessed the kid could pass for European, and he was content with that until the mechanic said something about his eyes. Curious, Logan shifted his own gaze to Cloud's, nodding as he accepted the tool box.

He'd seen enough weirdness in the past few years that he wasn't really that impressed by glowing eyes. Hell, when he could heal any injury and was sporting 120 pounds of metal on his skeleton ... not to mention the claws ... glowing eyes didn't really do much.

Still, it made him wonder if Cloud was like him. A mutant. Maybe when they were away from the busy-body, he'd ask. If he cared. He was pretty sure he didn't though. Like he'd said, he was just passing through and wasn't interested in getting into anyone's business.

"The real world?" He replied, brows elevating. "I'm Canadian," he replied. He wasn't honestly sure if he was or not, but he liked the Canadian wilderness. It felt most like home to him, so why not call it that? "Like I said, just passing through."