In most situations she'd be puzzled to see Logan anywhere by chance, but clearly it was a small world. Logan was also a shitty liar, so she didn't buy it for a second when he dropped the file and shut the drawer. He was hiding something, and she intended to find out what. Maybe he had answers about this place that he wasn't planning to share.

"So you too, huh? My ride broke down nearby. I haven't been able to find a gas station or literally anyone since I've been here. Just you." She might have tried to insinuate that he'd gone into a rage and killed them all, but if that was the case there'd be more blood in the street, and any blood at all on his person. His story checked out. For now. Best to keep him close, anyway.

She pushed past him to look into that very same drawer for the file that he had before she walked in on him. When she looked at it, flipped through it, it seemed to detail information about her and a former lover: Charles Xavier. Information she didn't even have access to. "Where the fuck did you get this?!" This had to be some kind of sick joke. No one knew about them. No one was supposed to ever find out.

The feeling that she was being watched grew stronger, and she dropped the files, the drawer closing on its own. What the fuck was going on here? Goosebumps made her shiver despite the damp musty humidity in the room.