“Yeah..I’ve heard of it spoken here and there by some folk. Multiverse or some shit. Whatever it means..”
Looking down at her.
“Yeah, ain’t got anything against you or any Logan for that matter. I want to rip my fathers throat out but it doesn’t do much good-“
He huffed out
“Ohh I’ve been told of your father, I’m a different version of Logan, from 1909.”
Stepping over a little closer to the young Creed
“Listen kid, I don’t have beef with your old man yet and if I did, I doubt you would be part of that anyway.”
“Yeah..so that explains it. My father is Sabertooth-“
That might explain the appearance, he looked like a young Victor..
“Explain this..counter part thing-“