Logan lifts his eyebrows, and he is wondering what the chances are that he has somehow met someone else from space. Not from space itself, but from a place where ships fly in space and not just on the water. The whole idea of space travel is absolutely unsettling to him. He's not a huge fan of being on the water either. All that metal grafted to his skeleton means he has a tendency to sink.

He straightens where he's standing when she gives the year that it had been for her.

"Logan. It's supposed to be almost four hundred years in your past for me, and this ship looks like the kind I would've seen."

Even if as far as he can tell, there's no set date or time on it.