[logan smiles softly at the way the puppy focuses so intently on his hands, knowing she understands, knowing he can communicate with her eve if she is unable to do so back but soon. he is thinking of the best way to help her learn how to control the shift as a puppy so she can shift back as he is certain she wants to when she suddenly launches herself at the meat, and he has to bite down on his lip to keep from laughing.

it's friggin adorable, okay?

he sets another piece of meat in front of her seeing how the sauce sticks to her face. he'll wipe it off once she's finished eating, but he looks over at connor when he responds at the very deadpan delivery.

logan lifts his eyebrows.]

There were a lot of mountains. It was a lot of people from different worlds who landed in a mountainous village. We did mountain-y things like cutting down trees and building things.

They tattoo everyone that comes through to keep track of them. [he gestures to the tattoo on his neck which is yes. also obvious, ahem.]