Logan got out the money and handed it to the receptionist. She grabbed five keys and handed them to Logan.
"Logan, what was that about?" Thomas asked.
"Nothing," Logan said.
"That wasn't just 'nothing', you've been hiding something," Roman said.
"Drop the subject," Logan muttered.
"We can't drop the subject-" Virgil got cut off.
"Just drop it, everyone," Patton said. "He doesn't want to talk about it, let's not push him to talk about it."
Logan handed everyone their own key and walked away to the elevator. Everyone followed him.
Logan couldn't sleep that night. His thoughts clouded everything he was trying to focus on.
He then got up and walked quietly out of his room. He went to the hotel balcony and looked out at the city. He looked up and the stars shimmered in the nighttime. He sighed.
"Can't sleep?" A voice asked. Logan turned his head and saw Patton. Logan nodded. Patton walked up to the railing and placed his hands on it. "Me neither."
Everything was silent. The cold breeze swept through the air.
"The stars remind me of home," Logan muttered. Patton looked up at Logan. "They remind me of my family, especially my brother."
"What happened to your family...?" Patton quietly asked.
"They died," Logan mumbled.
"I'm sorry..." Patton looked down.
"It's quite alright," Logan said. "The Organization I was in was the cause of their death."
"Is that why you quit?" Patton asked.
"I didn't quit. I ran away." Logan said. "I ran away because there was no quitting. I couldn't work for them anymore."
They were silent for a while. Then another breeze, stronger this time, swept through the air, making Patton shiver.
"We should go inside," Logan said.
"Are you going to be okay for the night?" Patton questioned.
"Yes, I will." Logan nodded.
"Alright."