Logan woke when he felt them moving, and he emerged from the cabin. He'd pulled a t-shirt on, but was still barefoot as he moved to sit beside Jack again.

At first he seemed as though he might not say anything, but eventually he did speak.

"You should get to know me," he said, his voice low and tired, but calm. "I get that whatever memories you have aren't just going to vanish, but- What you think you want, and what's actually here might not line up. I can't promise you that what happened in this other place with some other me will happen again, but I know I can't sit here and assume it wont either."

Sighing, he leaned back in his seat.

"I wish you'd said something sooner. I get why you didn't, but that's a hell of a bomb to drop in the middle of paradise, Jack."