When the other man pulled away, Peter regretted having made that physical contact in the first place. He didn't know Logan well enough to know how best to cheer the man up, but he figured that they needed to talk this out now, rather than letting the man simmer in his own misery.

It was obvious that his roommate was taking it really hard, and Peter wished that there was some way that he could undo what had happened to his friend. But he wasn't all that powerful, and it didn't seem like he could stop what was going on in this place. He was starting to feel like this was too big for him, and realizing why the others had been so intent on working together.

Especially when they had to be there for each other when stuff like this happened. Peter let out a sigh and nodded, not doubting that Logan had been through hell last night. "Where were you?" he asked, knowing that it didn't matter all that much and yet not sure what else he could say. "Look, Logan... It wasn't your fault, all right? You've come across other patients like that before, and you've seen how they don't have any control over what they're doing." As much as Peter believed what he was saying, he knew that the words would probably seem empty. If it had been him instead of Logan, he would have felt just as terrible about it.

Still, hopefully the fact that he was here and talking to him now was some small help.