Logan blinked a few times as sense began to trickle in around the edges. The terror and panic eased off a bit, as did a bit of the adrenaline, giving him a chance to get his shit together. Mentally, Logan yanked, hard, on the leash he kept the beast on (or tried to), trying to get himself calmed down.
"The fuck?" He managed, voice growlier than normal. His body was still tense, half expecting trouble of some sort, but the tension had shifted focus, no longer on this little corner of things and instead focused beyond them.