"Vere do you think I vould be going?" he teased Logan lightly as they moved through the crowed. Despite the growing number of people on the street they tended to start to clear the way when Piotr walked down the street. He never really understood why either. It wasn't like he was scary looking, or so he thought of himself. Maybe in his metal form, but since he wasn't itching to transform right now, he didn't really get it. Maybe Americans were just not used to someone his size, and in contrast someone who looked like Logan? He wasn't sure about that, and had since given up trying to figure all of that out.
Piotr gave a one sided shrug with his right shoulder when Logan told him he did a good job back there. "I am thinking I am just used to it?" he said slightly unsure of that. No matter how many battles and scrapes he'd gotten himself into over the years Piotr's first response was never to attack, it was always to defend. Always. Yes, he would if the situation had really called for it. He'd done it before, and he'd do it again, that much he knew. However, if he could avoid it he'd be more than willing to do so. "And that is vhy ve make good team, dah?" he asked.
"I am not seeing much...are you picking up on anything?" he paused for a moment and shook his head.