Christ, another national. That's not a bad thing, anyway, although Logan can't identify a period of time he's strolled through Montreal in specific. Not one he remembers, and so the accent doesn't really register until right about now.

"Seems like there's a Canada in about every world that makes an appearance," he says, wry enough because, you know. He hasn't taken a survey. "I don't remember the liquor being that bad." It's a joke, just-- a private one.