[ Logan doesn't have to reply for Scott to know that, yeah, he's never letting it go.
He just skips to knocking twice on his office door and slipping in with a cold one-- a single can, that is, because unlike some people he's not drinking booze on campus.
Not after Bobby Drake kept calling him out on it ages ago when he'd first turned up at the mansion with Rogue. (Just because he was one of the original five...) ]
Here you go. [ Logan sets the beer down neatly on Scott's desk at the same time his ass sits itself in his chair. ] Figures you'd buy light.
[ But he's trying to be nice! So: ] What's got you stuck?
sorry for the late!! still here if you still wanna keep going!
[ Scott's going to look up from his papers when Logan comes in and even behind the glasses, it's pretty clear he's narrowing his eyes warily at the beer that's set on his desk. His beer. That he bought. With his own money. Except -- ]
I don't even like beer.
[ He's going to rub at his face for a moment, closing his eyes tight to rub the bridge of his nose as he slumps in his seat. It was an impulse buy. One of those I can buy beer if I wanted to! moments of indignation that he ended up regretting and feeling stupid about once he got back to the school. He can do things. He can be an adult, make his own decisions, like... buying beer. ]
I don't -- [ A frustrated noise. ] Know why this is difficult.
[ He also doesn't know why Logan is being nice to him either, so that's just going to make him more suspicious. Ugh. ]
[ Arguably, Scott doesn't give Logan enough credit.
But then Logan also enjoys rustling Scott's jimmies when he's got nothing else to do (i.e. like when he's sitting on the crapper), so it's not like Scott's unjustified in his paranoia. In the end, though, he considers them friends. Of sorts. In any case, Scott's not the worst person Logan's ever trusted.
He hums. The light beer sweats, and Logan hasn't gotten a coaster for it. ]
It's hard to concentrate if your mind's somewhere else. [ Implying that he thinks Scott's mind is somewhere else. Honestly, someone as fucking experienced in repression as Scott is can't possibly not have other things in mind right now. ] So maybe you got something else kicking around in here. [ Two fingers tap against his own temple. ]
[ The thing is, Logan has a point. Of course he does, Scott's not a fool. He knows what's going on in his head. He just also keeps everything locked tight in there and half the time the only people who can crack him open a little are all the god damn psychics he knows.
... But Logan still has a good intuition for these kind of things and yeah, he's right. Scott's mind is somewhere else, just kind of stuck on mistakes he can't fix like usual. Another dumb nightmare about Jean and it's left him in a funk all day. It would be redundant to even voice it, even if it's what bothering him. He just has to... let go. Scott's not great at letting go. ]
Even if something is, there's no point in fixating on it. I have more things to do today than dwell on stuff that doesn't matter.
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He just skips to knocking twice on his office door and slipping in with a cold one-- a single can, that is, because unlike some people he's not drinking booze on campus.
Not after Bobby Drake kept calling him out on it ages ago when he'd first turned up at the mansion with Rogue. (Just because he was one of the original five...) ]
Here you go. [ Logan sets the beer down neatly on Scott's desk at the same time his ass sits itself in his chair. ] Figures you'd buy light.
[ But he's trying to be nice! So: ] What's got you stuck?
sorry for the late!! still here if you still wanna keep going!
I don't even like beer.
[ He's going to rub at his face for a moment, closing his eyes tight to rub the bridge of his nose as he slumps in his seat. It was an impulse buy. One of those I can buy beer if I wanted to! moments of indignation that he ended up regretting and feeling stupid about once he got back to the school. He can do things. He can be an adult, make his own decisions, like... buying beer. ]
I don't -- [ A frustrated noise. ] Know why this is difficult.
[ He also doesn't know why Logan is being nice to him either, so that's just going to make him more suspicious. Ugh. ]
absolutely |':
But then Logan also enjoys rustling Scott's jimmies when he's got nothing else to do (i.e. like when he's sitting on the crapper), so it's not like Scott's unjustified in his paranoia. In the end, though, he considers them friends. Of sorts. In any case, Scott's not the worst person Logan's ever trusted.
He hums. The light beer sweats, and Logan hasn't gotten a coaster for it. ]
It's hard to concentrate if your mind's somewhere else. [ Implying that he thinks Scott's mind is somewhere else. Honestly, someone as fucking experienced in repression as Scott is can't possibly not have other things in mind right now. ] So maybe you got something else kicking around in here. [ Two fingers tap against his own temple. ]
omg i thought i tagged back SORRY... AGAIN???
... But Logan still has a good intuition for these kind of things and yeah, he's right. Scott's mind is somewhere else, just kind of stuck on mistakes he can't fix like usual. Another dumb nightmare about Jean and it's left him in a funk all day. It would be redundant to even voice it, even if it's what bothering him. He just has to... let go. Scott's not great at letting go. ]
Even if something is, there's no point in fixating on it. I have more things to do today than dwell on stuff that doesn't matter.
[ Like. His guilt. Or his feelings in general. ]