"Seems like you have enough of a headstart on dat, mon frere," Remy replied, though the venom was missing from his words as it was clear there was a detente and maybe apology. It was the best they'd get with short notice. Checking inside his coat, he poked the claw hole and felt it cauterize closed. "It comes et goes, depending on de mood. Neither my problem or him is gone, but I can borrow his powers when the moods right. He's now a deadbeat roommate in my head, sometimes useful." The blue of his skin was slowly retreating back to normal skin tone.
He grimaced and pursed his lips at Logan's questions. Yeah he knew, but no one was going to like his answers. "Is complicated, et I suspect he put some whammy on me to keep secrets."