Logan snorted and grinned at Jean with a little wink. "I get that a lot. Healing factor, is what I heard." He grew serious for a moment after that. "I was missing an eye and a leg when the Solar Flare hit. Same guy who did your brother's boy so, ya see. It's personal between us. Some things are more important than a few scary robots, darlin'."
Blue eyes darkened somewhat as Logan watched an expression of surprised curiosity pass over Jean's features. The feral man might be respectful of a lady, but he had no problem whatsoever letting anyone see he liked what he saw. No one could accuse him of being shy. He had occasion to be thankful he'd thought of putting on jeans, however, before Jean spoke again. Only then did he realize he'd been staring, his enhanced senses zoning out a bit on the woman's sight and scent. What had she said? Oh, right. Jets.
"Well, I was Land Force Command so... not officially. But, yeah," Logan said with a lopsided grin.