Logan was hoping there would be no witty banter. No cute little comments that made him fall for her. And yet made him realize he would never have her here. He just kind of gave her a look that said that wasn't funny. He wished he wasn't in the world. Heck, he would've done fine back home. But he wasn't. He was stuck here. Karma was a bitch wasn't it. And the latte would wait.
"As much as I would love to talk, I'm kind of busy," he lied, looking for an excuse to get out of this. And he was to an extent. Wallowing and feeling sorry for himself were high on his day planner. "Exploring the town and what have you. But I could spare a few moments for you." This was going to hurt. He just knew it. And Logan didn't know if he was ready for it given everything.