overgrown stubble dotted Logan’s chin, matching your untamed hair and sweaty face.

two weeks you had been out in the wilderness; two weeks since you’d had contact with anyone but Logan.

it’s not all that bad— he’s grumpy— an asshole, really. but he’s insightful. years of torment— of not being able to die gave him so much knowledge…so much experience in the world.

which is why you had been assigned the month-long mission with him.

“you sure know yer way in the woods, huh?”