Laura watched him, working on trying to place him. Oh no, was he someone she was baited on? He showed his marks and recounted on the training the Facility used. Thinking about back then and remembering how they molded their projects wasn't something she liked to linger on. "His name is Logan," she corrected, and then tilted her chin up slightly. "Mine is Laura. But yours? You haven't said. And we are supposed to work with SHIELD, so yes, we will help." She took the files from him and held them up to under her nose. His scent, she had smelt it before and... fear, sweat, cement dust, blood and scorched wiring. "You collapsed a test room on them once, and the observation room attached," she remembered with a faint smile, once the memory resolved itself and looked up at him. "How did you get away from them?"