[ Alcatraz, in the end, was the first of many such moments for him. The placing aside of his ego, really taking into account the knowledge she had to offer, the width and breadth of her experience. It didn't mean they never argued-- Hell would have frozen over first --but they grew accustomed to one another, and found that middle ground more often than not.
They were friends in a larger family, and losing them-- losing her --had been unbearable. ]
You.
[ All right, this being on his knees while he's hungover and wanting to claw his brains out from this headache has gotta end. Logan sits back against the bed, tipping his head back as well, and shields his eyes with a hand. Muffled, he continues, ]
A lotta bad shit happened twenty years ago, Storm. Don't tell me there's nothing to say about that.
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They were friends in a larger family, and losing them-- losing her --had been unbearable. ]
You.
[ All right, this being on his knees while he's hungover and wanting to claw his brains out from this headache has gotta end. Logan sits back against the bed, tipping his head back as well, and shields his eyes with a hand. Muffled, he continues, ]
A lotta bad shit happened twenty years ago, Storm. Don't tell me there's nothing to say about that.