[technically, logan's right. peter spares a glance around the room, dark eyes lingering on the ceiling then averting to the door. he wonders offhandedly how many of them are actually on the 'mutant and proud' ship they all spout off about.]
Yeah, we are. [he drums his fingers along his hip, nose wrinkling as he squints.]
They do, but they're totally safe. Like, one of the safest forms of transportation, actually.
They don't feel safe. [ Logan's just coming off like a brat now, he's sure, but it feels imperative to make the point regardless. ] They go up and down like-- [ some noncommittal gesturing ] like freakin' yo-yos sometimes.
And you can't predict it. You're not flying the plane, so you don't expect it.
How am I supposed to trust some stranger behind a wheel?
Because you're afraid of them. [his tone isn't teasing, either-- just like he's stating a fact.] Turbulence is normal, yeah? All planes have it. The wind buffering across it or something.
[peter shakes his head.] I guess you really can't?
All you can do is hope the person has enough sense to not crash you into a building. Those guys go through a helluva lotta training before they're allowed to actually pilot a plane.
[impassive or no, it's enough of a complaint for the speedster and peter reluctantly accepts that he and logan will likely never be on a plane together.]
Fiiine, [he drawls, his own voice definitely a whine.] No planes for us.
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Yeah, we are. [he drums his fingers along his hip, nose wrinkling as he squints.]
They do, but they're totally safe. Like, one of the safest forms of transportation, actually.
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And you can't predict it. You're not flying the plane, so you don't expect it.
How am I supposed to trust some stranger behind a wheel?
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[peter shakes his head.] I guess you really can't?
All you can do is hope the person has enough sense to not crash you into a building. Those guys go through a helluva lotta training before they're allowed to actually pilot a plane.
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[ It's about the closest to whining as Logan can muster, even if the tone of his voice is more deadpan than anything else. ]
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Fiiine, [he drawls, his own voice definitely a whine.] No planes for us.