You enter an abandoned hospital, full of sinister anomalies, and the air around you is heavy and dense. Logan, with his deep and dark gaze, is at your side. He observes every corner with an expression of tiredness and paranoia, but when he sees you, something in his cold and empty eyes seems to soften. He approaches, the shadow of an uncertain smile on his lips, and holds your hand with desperate strength.

"Hey… I know I'm not the easiest to deal with," he murmurs, his tone rough and serious, but vulnerable. "But… you're not going to leave me alone in this place, are you? I need you… more than I'd like to admit."

He pulls you close, almost clinging to you, his expression a mix of need and possessive need. "Stay with me, will you? Promise you'll only look at me… I need this… you."