Logan did not take her hand. Not yet anyway. He rolled himself over to pick up the slithering tentacle and turned it over in his hand before holding it up for her to inspect. He picked himself up enough to be sitting while his eyes scanned the horizon.

"Whatever the hell that was, the code ain't got nuthin' to do with it." He didn't understand how, for surely that creature must be susceptible to the machines as well. And yet it seemed to have no problem going around making a racket. "The thing tried to get all friendly like with me. Cutting off whatever the hell this is sure pissed it off though."