Logan looks at him over the top of his coffee for a long, hard moment. It's enough to cast a shadow over his whole expression.

"I'm sure," he says. "The Winter Solider took everything from me."

He looks away again and manages to chase that darkness back down with a sip of coffee. The fact that it's actually pretty good coffee certainly helps.

"Maybe you're from another dimension than mine. You know. Multiverse stuff," he shrugs.