Jean opened her eyes as she heard her name coming from a very familiar voice. She didn't turn around at first. She, instead, looked out into the night as the wind whipped her hair around her. Jean had hoped that she would have more time to think, to just be by herself. Guess that was a bit much to hope for.
Taking a deep breath, Jean turned and smiled at Logan. "Hello, Logan. I can see why you like taking walks like these now. It's peaceful." Raising a hand up, she pushed some strands back and out of her face. "I should get back. It's late." She placed her hands in her pockets as she began to walk towards Logan and eventually past him.
