Logan narrows his eyes and gives Bruce an unimpressed look for the option of this particular shirt. "The first one then," he says shouldering his way past for the pile of items that were on him when he came in. Not some operating theatre scraps.

"Yer makin' a lotta demands for a man who ain't offerin' shit," he says. Mostly because his problems with authority run deep. As stubborn as he is, he has to suspect the man wouldn't have come all this way to create so much chaos if he wasn't deeply interested in finishing the job.

"I hear a lotta things. About the D'Amico family. Their business partners. And some interesting things driving interest in experimental drugs.

"But until I know enough about you, I'm not so sure I feel like sharing."