Logan looked to him, "Seriously?" he examined the way he was sitting, even the way he said that, "I don't think you've ever really relaxed," he sat up for a moment, "Here, sit back." Wyatt was originally sitting on the edge but Logan light put his hand on his chest pushing him back slightly so he could lean against the backing of the wooden seat.

Wyatt, used to slouching, found it hard to lean back like that and relax. In fact, leaning back that way seemed to make it harder for him to relax. "...? Ouch..." His slouch must have just been that awful.

Logan laughed further, "You are as stiff as a board, seriously," he gave up removing his hand from his chest. "What would make you more relaxed, truthfully?" he said knowing that Wyatt would say he was relaxed... Logan found that hard to believe.

"Other than sleeping, at this point? Not much. I'm as relaxed as I will be at the moment." When Logan lifted his hand, Wyatt immediately sprang back up, slouching over again. When he was relaxed, his slouch got even worse than it usually was.

Logan shook his head, "When was the last time you just let loose and forgot everything that was going on, and just had fun?" he couldn't picture Wyatt, just letting go, and maybe that was part of why he was having such a hard time when it came to communicating with other people.

"Video games are fun for me. 'Letting loose' probably means something I don't enjoy. Such as dancing, socializing, going out for the night, sports...blech..." Wyatt made a face.

Logan looked at him strangely, "I swear, you haven't experienced anything have you?" shaking his head he leaned forward to look at Wyatt, "Now I know how to repay you." he had a determined look on his face, at which he guessed would panic Wyatt.

When Logan leaned forward, Wyatt's entire body snapped backwards and away from him, as if in shock. He wrapped his arms up around himself again--it was a protective sort of gesture. "...?"

Logan had to try and keep himself serious as it was kind of funny to see Wyatt spring back like that, Logan hadn't realized he had that power over him. "I'm not going to hurt you silly," he offered a friendly smile, "I'll have to get you to experience some things you haven't before, we can do all sorts of things... in fact we can make a list!" Logan was becoming very interested in his new project, it would be something new for him to focus on.

The light in Wyatt's eyes immediately dimmed, and it seemed the raincloud from earlier in the morning had returned. He averted his eyes from Logan's--that 'scary' effect they had had returned--and simply stared at the floor. He didn't answer him.

Logan's excited expression faded when Wyatt averted his eyes, "What's wrong, I thought it would be fun, nothing bad..." he tried to reason with Wyatt, "It'd be good for you to at least try some things, maybe you'd find you'd actually like something you never thought you would!" He was trying to be as positive as possible, but he didn't know if it would work.

Wyatt blinked once, slowly, but didn't look back at him. "If you want this so badly, then make a list..." His voice sounded weak, in a form of surrender...but also like he would be very difficult about many things and upset if he was forced to do something he was afraid of or wasn't comfortable with.

Logan tried to catch his eyes but wasn't possible, "Wyatt, its not for me..." he said trying to reason further, "I wanted to do this with you... for you... don't you get it? I'm not trying to force you into anything." He was trying his best to be sincere here.

The thick mass that was Wyatt's sopping wet hair was blocking his eyes from view, mostly. He didn't provide an answer to that, only sighed and--thankfully--brushed his hair out of his eyes. He was not used to having anyone care for him, plus he didn't want to do what Logan probably wanted him to go out and do, plus he was still stressed about having to go home tomorrow to a mother that would probably do nothing but harm him for something he hadn't even done. His shoulders raised up to his chin, slowly, and despite the cool, emotionless mask he was trying to keep up, he began to crack--starting with his eyes. His eyes immediately showed signs that he was about to cry.

Logan's face switched almost immediately when he finally saw Wyatt's face, his eyes were clouded and he looked as if he was about to cry. "Oh no, I didn't mean anything bad, I promise," he felt horrible to see that he had that effect on someone like Wyatt. "Please don't get upset..." he placed a hand on his shoulder, Logan didn't know what to do to make this better.

"It's not you..." Wyatt managed, before he slumped over slightly where he sat, hair falling in ebony curtains to block out his face. He couldn't manage to say any more. He hoped that would get the message across--it was many things that had happened in the past day or two.

Logan grew more afraid when Wyatt's eyes were shielded by his hair, the only way he could ever tell what he was feeling was through them. He reached over and brushed the hair away from his face, "You can talk to me... I'll listen." he said quietly searching Wyatt's eyes for truth, in hopes of making him feel better.

Wyatt's eyes simply showed that he was over-stressed, overly-upset, and over-tired. He needed someone to lean on, and to sleep for a long, long while to get rid of all his stress. He was trembling slightly.

"Wyatt..." he said quietly trying to catch his gaze, at which he was avoiding, "Tell me what you need... I'll do it... I'll get it... anything." Logan felt like he could do anything for him right now, his life was so easy, and money made it that way, and he didn't really care about anything else at this second.

"Sleep..." Wyatt choked out. He'd been attempting to hold back tears, since he absolutely abhorred crying and took it as a sign of weakness, but he was failing, since they were beginning to leak out now in steady streams. Other than sleep...he gently leaned against Logan for support, seeking some kind of comfort. The kind he rarely got from anyone, other than his little brother.

Logan allowed Wyatt to lean against him for support, he knew that Wyatt needed that right now. His expression saddened when he saw tears fall down his cheeks, his hand gently wiped them okay as he placed an arm around Wyatt's shoulders. "It's okay..." he sighed, at least sleep was something he could help with him easily. "Just breathe... and calm down a bit, then I'll help you upstairs... its getting late anyway." Logan himself was becoming tired as well.

Wyatt almost flinched away at the unfamiliar feeling of a hand other than one of his own brushing away his tears, but managed to restrain himself. He was still trembling, but the impending sobs were swallowed and beat down, so he was breathing in a slow, synchronized manner. He was calm enough to walk.

When Logan realized that Wyatt had calmed himself enough he stood helping him from the sauna out past the pool. His walk was still a bit unsteady and his leg hurt, but he didn't care. They moved slowly because he didn't want to rush things, but after time had passed they had made it to the room. He allowed Wyatt to sit on the bed softly.

He bent over to look at him to let him know what he was doing, "I'll find you something more comfortable to sleep in okay?" with that Logan went through his closet again, he had many different things to choose from. He choose something loose fitting a pair of warm pyjama pants and a loose fitting shirt.

Logan came back with the clothes in his hand, "I hope these are okay for you."

Wyatt didn't have a problem walking, though he was also a bit unsteady. He seemed to calm down some once he sat down on Logan's bed, because his trembling died down and he watched him with semi-curious eyes. He took the offered clothes gingerly, not in the mood to argue for once. "They're fine..." he assured him, quietly. He looked around slowly for somewhere to change.

Logan knew exactly what Wyatt was thinking and he reassured him, "I'll go get you some water, and something for your head... which I'm sure is aching." He smiled gently before leaving the room and closing the door slightly behind him.