"There were. Either they're out or they're dead." No need to tell her that he or his team had killed them, if they weren't strong enough to run. Though she might get the idea, if she'd spent any amount of time around people like James. Mercy on the battlefield was something he understood very well, and wasn't something he'd even give a second thought to. Though most civilians probably found it a tad disturbing.
Her playing with her claws didn't seem to bother him. All of the man's attention was on driving, at least at the moment. Once the rumbling of the explosion subsided, he'd reached for his phone. Since she hadn't given any reason why he shouldn't contact the man, he'd just hit the second speed dial. Logan's number, and then put the phone to his ear. Hopefully the man would pick up, because otherwise he'd have to stay with this one until he managed to get ahold of him.