It's a decent question. One that Logan's asked himself more than once, and he finds himself offering Ellie the only answer he's come to.

"I don't know, kid." He rubs his thumb over his bandaged knuckles, trying to scratch an itch that isn't there. Thinks about all the people he's known over the years, countless names that have been closer than friends one minute and a bitter enemy the next.

"Sometimes they are. People bein' people ain't somethin' you can control. Sometimes somethin' you think is good ends up bein' bad. Sometimes the things you think are bad, ain't, or at least they're not for you." He sighs, tipping his head back a little to lean against the edge of the tub. "Mostly I think it ain't always about bein' good or bad.. life ain't that black and white."