[He's eying Stiles for a moment as he takes a drag from his cigar, getting used to the taste of it with a surprisingly comforted sigh. Lighter tossed back onto his satchel, Logan slowly leans back again to drape his arm over the back of the sofa and to sink into it to enjoy his cigar - keeping silent for a long minute as he so often does.]
You asking where I was born or where I've spent most of my time?
[Just childhood? Adolescence? It's been a while since his teen years, Stiles.]
no subject
You asking where I was born or where I've spent most of my time?
[Just childhood? Adolescence? It's been a while since his teen years, Stiles.]
Northern Canada. You?