"Dick? No, that would actually be tolerable at least. I'm pretty sure this guy is literally from hell," he stressed.
At her fell from the sky comment, Logan laughed.
"Yeah, well, my wings were getting tired," he teased, using his hands to make a halo over his head.
"So, your apartment just appeared out of nowhere? How about food? What have you done about meals since you got here?" The concerned expression returned to Logan's face. He wanted to make sure she was being taken care of, especially since the City had done nothing to make sure he was cared for.