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Logan hasn't done much since the events of the finale. Moped around. Played video games. Went surfing once, but it was too weird without Dick. And of course he hasn't seen much of the eldest (and now only) Casablancas son.
It's not like anyone else has come to visit, either. He's been hoping to hear from Veronica, but so far, there's been deafening silence. It's not like he's surprised but he'd had hopes. Ah, the folly of hope. As far as Logan can tell, it exists merely to be crushed.
When he hears the knock at the door, he assumes it's the maid and actually leaving the hotel and driving along the coast instead of loafing around. "Come in," he calls, standing up from his spot on the couch. "I'm just about to go out anyway."
It's not like anyone else has come to visit, either. He's been hoping to hear from Veronica, but so far, there's been deafening silence. It's not like he's surprised but he'd had hopes. Ah, the folly of hope. As far as Logan can tell, it exists merely to be crushed.
When he hears the knock at the door, he assumes it's the maid and actually leaving the hotel and driving along the coast instead of loafing around. "Come in," he calls, standing up from his spot on the couch. "I'm just about to go out anyway."
