He rolls his eyes heavenward, like he'll see some sort of answers written in the cloudless sky. Why. Logan sighs, dragging a hand down his face.

"Look, uh...whatever your name is- You can stop right there. That's all I need to know. Last me sounds like a real douche. Sorry," he adds there at the end. It seems this boy deserves an apology for whatever that other him did, and he's not too proud to offer it.

Logan considers if he ever met himself, this older, crusty version or maybe even a younger one, he'd punch him in the face.