"...that's a long fuckin' time."

Logan's voice is low as he comments on it, folding his arms over his bare chest. It would have been strange, and he is grateful it ended up not being true.

He sees her expression though, and it makes him smirk lightly. "It'd heal." Everything about him heals all the time. He's a warrior with no scars on him, because he always heals whatever else happens. Logan moves forward, scanning the deck for where they might keep the towels. "But might as well avoid it needing to."

Logan snorts lightly at that.

"No. Not really my style."