Logan can tell she's hiding something, her expression and her voice going flat and withdrawn. He lets her have it, understanding more than she probably realises the need for regret. He follows her gaze to Riley, frowning a little at what he can see of the girl's ravaged face. Her expression doesn't fit the gore on her arms and in her mouth. It makes it worse, somehow.

He studies the bite mark on her hand.

"She got caught. Infected," he guesses, not a question.