The rumble that came from Karr was strangely endearing, and Logan had to suppress the urge to talk about sports, or something. And just like that, Karr was back to being the aggravating yet likable feral furball of attitude Logan had learned to associate with his son.
"Eh. Shut the fuck up or yer buying the next round. In fact, y'should buy it anyway, Chuckles," Logan replied to the last, grabbing his beer as well and finishing it before it got any warmer.