Oh joy and rapture. NOT. Logan snarled "Fuck" mostly under his breath, giving his head a shake.
And that sick sensation was back in the pit of his stomach. On the one hand, it'd be easy to dismiss Kaylee's claims as the natterings of someone who'd clearly lost their marbles. On the other hand ... Sid hadn't known what the fuck a mutant was ... and unless you lived under a rock, you knew at least the word, and usually more than that.
Or, well, you did if you were from where Logan was from. Shit. Fuck. This was ... bad. Really, really, REALLY bad. As in, made the fuckers that worked him over the first time look like chump change. Fuuuuuuuck.
"Wierd fucking thing to have to ask, but ... 2000." Logan finally said, glaring around at the place.