He didn't express what the memories were, but Nova had no expectations for him to. Memories could be painful horrific, she had to consider herself lucky to have not be driven mad from her own ordeals. But there lay her strength, mentally strong to take on the most agonizing of challenges. She wondered what it was that made his anger tick, what past deeds fueled Logan's rage so it could pair perfectly with his blades.<br/><br/>She barely flinched as his hand pulled hers down after a moment of holding it, noting the gentleness despite the curves of muscles that proved his physical power. It was a soft movement, something that tugged her smile upward while her eyes held his. Nova questioned if he saw her the same way everyone else did, weak and delicate as a normal woman should be. That wouldn't be the case, not after she lived through her own nightmares. "Not typically, do you normally save escaped labortory patients?" She watched him, not seeming to pull away as he neared.