So they looked for donors as much as they could, and Logan had a hard time believing that the tiny thing that was Leslie Knope could have sustained two vampires. But she had said it, and now Leslie was gone (along with the nurse) and they were out of food. Logan couldn't help but think that if Therese were nicer that maybe more people would be willing to donate for their cause. They were all stuck in this place together, and were somehow more accepting of what needs a person brought with them.
"Where is this sister of yours," Logan asked. He had only spoken with Jeanette over the network but hadn't met her face-to-face yet. "Is she going to be okay with this arrangement?" Honestly Logan couldn't see why she wouldn't be okay with it, but there was no point in agreeing to something that benefitted two people when only one person was present.
There were a few moments of silence from Logan while he moved to where he left his cigar and took a few long drags from it. It didn't do shit for him, but it was something that he enjoyed. Plus, it was relaxing, and the Wolverine could always use more of that especially after his death. "Sure, why the hell not," Logan said finally to Therese. "Doesn't hurt me none."