<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/JWIWv1D.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>James 'Logan' Howlett<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Blackbird, monitored airspace around Westchester County<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, 2017, early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salem Summers | Cyclops<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Logan decides to confess the truth about Alex Summers.<br/><hr/><br/>Unlike before, when he had grunted his approval for Salem’s proficient piloting skill, the noise that rose from Logan’s throat was unmistakably annoyed. Not at her, but at himself. He’d let something out of the bag that shouldn’t have been, judging by her complete ignorance on the subject. And now he had opened up the scab, and it was bleeding all over him, as Salem insisted on knowing who he was talking about. Her prodding wasn’t playful or curious; She was grilling him, just like Scott might have done if he knew somebody was withholding information from him.<br/><br/><strong>”Listen, Slim, I know a lot that you don’t, maybe a lot that you shouldn’t. I don’t know if you want to, should even hear any of it.”</strong>He let it be for a long moment, but he could feel her interrogative stare despite the impenetrable barrier provided by her visor.<strong>”Alright, you win, kid. But I’m taking control back, ‘case you do somethin’ stupid when I tell you.”</strong><br/><br/>He wasn’t prepared to hear any complaints from her as Logan took the pilot stick in front of him and re-engaged it, taking control from her own stick. He banked them slightly to port-side, preparing to angle them back towards U.S. space, back to Westchester and the mansion. It wasn’t a hairpin turn, so they weren’t quite halfway done with their trip yet. It gave them a half hour or more to talk, for Logan to try to unravel whatever mess he was about to make for the young woman.<br/><br/><strong>”Where I came from, Alex... Havok, is…”</strong>His pause wasn’t to dramatize the moment; Logan wanted to say<em>Alex Summers</em>, but it would have come out incredibly wrong if he’d have done that.<strong>”He’s your brother, Salem. You were the oldest… I mean, Scottie was the oldest, then Alex. For the longest time it was just you two. He was an X-Man, one of us. A good friend of mine. Really rubs me the wrong way to see him on Eric’s side.”</strong><br/><br/>He’d explained Alex’s significance to himself, to Scott Summers, but had failed to explain what this might have meant for Salem. For all he knew, Magneto’s Havok was no Summers at all… But Logan didn’t believe in coincidences like that.<br/>