Chill Dude

Logan regarded Jason with suspicion. Something was off about him. He could sense it in his body language. It was unlike anything he'd seen from the young man. Gone was the confident stride, the keen look in his eyes. They had been replaced with a bit of a slouch and utterly vacant stares. Logan suddenly felt a pang of guilt for the young man.

"Hey, bud. I feel like shit for what happened out there. I didn't catch those fuckers before they jumped us, and I ended up getting you hit by a car. I can't help but feel responsible." He lowered his head. "I'm sorry, man. That was all on me."

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