He weighed his options on telling her, but at the moment...well, hell. Didn't matter all that much. "My team. The one that doesn't exist and does shit like this. So if you're tied to him, you're one of mine." Karr all but knew about them, and right now getting this person to trust him was more important than the secret. "You got a name?" Approaching slowly, now. And his only answer to her very vague admission of knowing Logan was a snort. Yeah, they'd established that she knew him, but right now wasn't the time to push that.
"I intend to. Don't stab anyone wearing a uniform that looks like mine. We're the good guys in this mess." Not really, but it was a simplistic enough description for the moment. Though he'd pause as he laid one hand on the restraints, frowning down at her. "I want your word you'll stick with me. I intend to see you back at Haven and if you run off that's going to be much harder." Really, he'd cut her loose regardless of what she said there, but he wanted her word anyway. The combat knife was handled with the ease of long practice as he moved to first free her legs, then anything that was across her torso, and then her arms.
Then he'd glance over at the man holding the door, who was tapping the watch again. Yeah, they had to get moving, but before they did he'd step back and watch the woman getting up, making sure she was at least mostly steady on her feet. "Stay behind me when we move. I don't care if you do have his healing factor. I'm harder to hurt at the moment." And then he'd turn and head for the door.