@multimuseforme continued here!
A huff leaves him as Logan finally realizes what he’s been after all this time. The thing was, why was his knife in his side anyway? He doesn’t recall stabbing him nor them even fighting today … but he knows it’s his as it’s branded with his initials. He pulls the knife out of his side abruptly a slight gushy sound fills his ears once the blade is completely free. Without wiping the blood off, he shoves it back in its sheath in his hip. Blood drops softly from the blame and unto his boot but he doesn’t mind it.
“Geez! I’ve been chasing your hairy ass all over this place for this! I don’t even know how it found its way in you like that to be honest … I don’t remember us fighting do you? Because I have no fucking clue and now I’m hella curious! … How long was it sleeping in your side for even..?”












