She's not so quick that he doesn't catch it, but Logan lets her go. He's not going to pressure her to talk if she doesn't want to. He was never comfortable being that kind of teacher. Easier to create a space where talking is easy and wait for it to happen, if it ever does.

So all he does is flex his fingers a little, open and closed, feeling the tightness of the bandaging against his skin.

"People, was my answer. For a while. Those people that ain't always good and ain't always bad, but they kept comin' back for me. Kept by my side. Kept chasin' me down even when I was doin' my best to drive 'em away." He smiles to himself, remembering. "For a long time, that's why I kept goin', kept tryin' to stay on the right side of things."

He glances up at her through the mirror.

"It's hard, kid. You know it's hard, I know it's hard. Sometimes you just want to throw it all in and be selfish for a while. Just survive for the sake of survivin'. I tried that, ended up hurtin'.. a lot of people. Innocent people. Sometimes havin' an answer, even if it's hard, is better than no answer at all."