"Metal? Sonofa..." Logan clamped his mouth shut. It wasn't the time. He had to focus on the fact that Laura was all right and in James' hands. She'd arrive safely to the Haven, of that he was sure. The mention of her having metal made him bare his teeth in anger. Although his first instinct was to turn around and meet them at the manor, he felt the greater need to keep going as planned. "Yeah, I'd like that location. Am halfway to Connecticut following a lead. Our kind of lead. Maybe I'll get some real answers by the time I see you. You better watch that she ain't been brainwashed like I was when I got my metal."
"I'll get in touch when I get there. Glad Laura's all right, and good to finally hear from ya. Logan out," he finished simply. The urge to pop his claws was strong. Someone had done to his little girl what had been done to him. He may not have the fortitude to face her right this moment, but surely someone was going to pay.