I am so sorry for the delay - I thought I had replied to this *facepalm*
Logan could relate to the twenty teenagers in a room. The mansion was chaos at times, so different from his life in solitude. He thought he'd hate it when he first arrived, but it grew on him. The company. The camaraderie of being a team. He found that he chose solitude because it was easier on him, but it wasn't something that he preferred.
"Food, bringing people together since the beginning of time, or some shit," Logan said as he took a hefty bite of food. It was bringing him closer to Emma that much was certain. He washed down the food with beer, and listened intently as Emma spoke.
"Ain't none of us angels, sweetheart," he said. "Me least of all. But these new ones. They're gonna bring trouble. I know it. Good thing we ain't in short supply of heroes." He knew of the Avengers, and thought they were good people for the most part, but had never had to team-up with them if it came down to that. "I'd say rip them to shreds before they have the chance to do anything, but that's just me. What do you think we should do?"