[ Logan doesn't expect the kindness of the man's hands on him, and though a snarl builds in his throat, the look on his face has him faltering. Pausing.
He isn't trying to hurt him. And as Logan is suddenly brought back up to his feet, he confirms with a brief glance at him pulling at dirt in the ground (where did the shovel come from?) that the man is here to help.
All right. All right.
This is the first time in the entire course of Logan's recurring nightmare that he's had the events changed significantly enough that it bothers him.
Jean is placed softly down on the dirt. Logan brushes hair out of her face before he joins the man with both sets of claws shooting out from between his knuckles. This time, though, he doesn't push them towards the man in threat; he just gets to work helping him dig, the adamantium pushing easily through the soil and sent flying towards a pile that's going to form beside the man's own.
Quietly, his voice like gravel, Logan murmurs: ] Who are you?
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He isn't trying to hurt him. And as Logan is suddenly brought back up to his feet, he confirms with a brief glance at him pulling at dirt in the ground (where did the shovel come from?) that the man is here to help.
All right. All right.
This is the first time in the entire course of Logan's recurring nightmare that he's had the events changed significantly enough that it bothers him.
Jean is placed softly down on the dirt. Logan brushes hair out of her face before he joins the man with both sets of claws shooting out from between his knuckles. This time, though, he doesn't push them towards the man in threat; he just gets to work helping him dig, the adamantium pushing easily through the soil and sent flying towards a pile that's going to form beside the man's own.
Quietly, his voice like gravel, Logan murmurs: ] Who are you?
[ But he doesn't look the man's way. ]