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Logan (hey_bub) wrote in silverage,

Logan laughed quietly. "If it were that simple, I'd be gone already," he assured the other man. Stranded. That was ... interesting. He shook his head. "Physically trapped here. You haven't noticed? Seems to be only a certain area we can get to, and after that we're ... stuck. Like we bounce back to this ..." He shrugged. "Cage."

It was a cage, even if he couldn't see the bars. He was curious if it somehow only applied to him though, or if this guy just hadn't tried to leave. Logan wasn't sure if he got a wanderer vibe off of him or not, but he hadn't immediately struck him as a homebody. He could be wrong, he supposed.

"Met some kid my first night in town who suggested I try to get the hell out of Dodge," Logan commented. It was more volunteering than he was accustomed to doing, but maybe in this case he had to give something to get something.