They look human. Logan wasn't thrilled with that assessment, because it could so easily apply to him. He wasn't an alien, no, but he was mutated. He at least knew that much about himself.
"I've been up north. This is the first time I've been state-side for a few months," he admitted. "Haven't heard anything about this." He was skeptical, to be perfectly honest. Time-traveling aliens?
"As far as I'm aware, it's been 1964 for the past eight and a half months," he replied. "No surprises there." Nor did he think he would have cried if he'd been from some other time and discovered this. He wondered how many of these aliens really did cry. Or how many of them were actually aliens.
"They got any answers for it? Know why it's happenin'?"