"I ain't a candy ass like you that needs a feather bed an' throw pillows," Logan snarled back, sheathing his claws.

"An' there ain't never shit on tv."

The only thing he wanted to watch was the news, which was crazy because he hated it, but there were times he felt like if he watched enough he might find something he was looking for.

Whenever he found an interesting story that would start to stir something inside his mind, though, Misery was always real good at showing up to distract him so he stopped bothering.

Righting the cot he tossed the pillow and blanket back on top and looked up at Victor.

"So where the hell you wanna go?"