Crap. "Emma, shut it." Logan wasn't in the mood for her games. Not that this seemed like any ordinary contest for Emma Frost. It felt like Diamond was playing for keeps, which is what was making Logan uncomfortable. They didn't need these two women at each others' throats, especially not after seeing first hand what Jean the Phoenix was capable of. He knew what Emma was getting at. Yes, Logan had spent the better part of his first few years around the mansion trying to win Jean's heart, but it hadn't worked. And then she died, at least it appeared she did. Then she came back and died again. In his arms, by his hand... destroying an island and a countless number of people in the process. Emma didn't know what she was dealing with, the events of that summer had changed the three other X-Men, forever. Both Scott and Jean returning from the grave and Logan having nearly his entire body vaporised. The experience had been like he'd never felt or (hopefully) something he'd never feel again. He'd felt reborn, even with his fractured memory and unknown past, Logan felt as though he was a new man when he walked off Alcatraz island; a feeling that had helped him get over his obsession with Jean. "It's not any of your business Emma, even if you can read our minds." Logan shot back at his fellow Hellion. He wasn't going to let this blow up in any of their faces. His eyes flicked to Scott. 'Put an end to this', he thought to himself.