That makes Logan chuckle too. Talking about himself is never particularly comfortable but he'll tolerate it for the insight into others like Quentin, and Carter himself.

"Well. I've had about a hundred-some years more practice," he smiles. Truthfully, he knows he's not much better than Quentin in that regard. Maybe he has longer stints of lasting peace, but when he's angry he knows he's as short of tact, empathy and patience as their pink haired compatriot.

"Nah, nothing private. Just peaceful. Come 'round and find me at the temple sometime. Maybe we'll fix you up with a nice little pocket knife, show you how it's done."