"I didn't," Wyatt murmured, puzzled, as he followed him. He was aware that the blunt way he spoke often made people think he was 'giving them attitude.' More often than not, he was just speaking normally.

Logan spoke out into the empty space as they walked down the hallway and through Wyatt's bedroom door, "well you haven't really answered my question yet have you?" He looked back raising an eyebrow at him. Once they were inside Logan didn't waste a second, he plopped himself on the bed again and stretched himself out this time.

"I have to say though, this bed is pretty amazing." Logan had a nice one at home, but something about this one was so unbelievably comfortable.

"Anything is good. I don't mind what we do, as long as it's within reason." Wyatt sniffed, sitting down on the far end of his bed and scratching his head. "I prefer a mix of soft and firm when it comes to mattresses. I don't like waterbeds, or spring mattresses. I go with different ones. Foams, mostly."

Logan yawned, "What do you think I'm going to bite you?" he kicked Wyatt's leg lightly, he clearly was sitting as far as possible from Logan. He had a grin on his face, "well you're going to have to come up with something, because its your house... and I have no idea what you like to do..."

"Most of the time, I play video games," Wyatt relented, finally. He hated sports and rarely watched TV. The television in his room was used for gaming purposes only, unless there was something he needed to or actually wanted to watch on.

Logan expected almost anything but video games threw him for a loop. Logan hadn't actually ever been interested in them, nor had he ever actually played one. "Oh." he said simply wondering what he should do, "This will sound odd, but I don't play video games... or anything like that... I never have." He wasn't feeling like he was missing anything, he always had other interests.

"Not a problem. There is always a first for everything. I am a video game fanatic, in many ways. I collect them. I have a large selection to choose from, so you can pick one that looks to your liking..." Wyatt had nothing else to do, other than take a nap or mess around on the laptops, for now.

Logan looked to him a bit disinterested, but because he felt a bit guilty and wanted to try his best to be friendly he'd try one game to say the least, "Aren't most of them all dungeons and dragons, crap like that?" He had always made assumptions about video games so this time was no different as he waited to see Wyatt's selection.

"Oh, no. Not all of them." Once Wyatt reached his room, he scuttled over towards a curious dresser that sat beside his television. It was full of games and gaming gear. He stepped away, to allow Logan to look through them. He had a varied selection of RPGs, first-person shooters, third-person shooters...of all kinds. Up on the dresser, propped up against the wall, was his current favorite, which was both versions of Left 4 Dead, the first and second.

Logan followed him reluctantly, he was unsure if he was going to like this, he assumed not. He was amazed at the amount of games he had, this must have been the main luxury he spent money on. "Uh..." Logan said looking at them, he was a bit overwhelmed, he had no idea what any of them were, or what they meant. "I have no idea on where to begin... what's easiest to play?"

"Well. What are your interests? Mainly, when it comes to movies and television," Wyatt pressed, curiously. What people liked to watch often impacted what they loved in a video game, and Wyatt was a jack of all trades when it came to games. That, and food for his snakes, was pretty much the only thing he spent his money on.

Logan really had to think about this, he wasn't really one for movies generally, "Well, it'd have to be something strategic... I think..." as much as he didn't like to do his work at school, it didn't mean he wasn't intelligent. He figured a game with strategy would be his best choice as he often enjoyed games like chess.

Wyatt dug through his games, and then offered him a multitude of different games that ranged from hunting games to RPGs. He pointed out one of his personal favorites, which was a version of The Legend Of Zelda, and explained it, along with a few others.

Logan looked at this 'Zelda' game slightly confused, the image on the box looked interesting enough but he had to ask questions before he knew if he liked it, after some thought he decided, "Okay lets try that... Zelda one..." he was still unsure if he'd like it, and it would take some time for him to pick things up.

It was a single-player game, so he handed the controlled to Logan and started up his old, reliable Nintendo Gamecube. He had all of his gaming systems connected to his TV and plugged in at all times. After fiddling with the TV for a bit, he came to the Gamecube's channel and allowed the opening credits to run through.

Logan sat in front of the tv like a little kid, his legs were crossed, he sat and watched Wyatt fiddle with the system and eventually he got it to work. He watched in awe, it was almost like a movie for the first opening sequence. He held the controller in his hands not sure what to do next when the Start screen came up. Without a word he just looked up to Wyatt wondering what he should do next.

"Press the button labeled start. Then follow the instructions to make a new game. Button explanations will be given in-game, as you go along," Wyatt informed him, thoughtfully. He was sitting cross-legged on one of his old chairs, watching the game progress.

"Okay," Logan said before actually looking at the controller, now that he was looking at it, he couldn't read a darn thing. He typically wore glasses when it came to reading, and the text on the controller was even smaller than anything else, besides this was completely new to him. He looked over to Wyatt innocently, "I can't find it..."

Wyatt leaned down, directly over him, and pointed to a small, circle-shaped button on the top of the controller. There were two small ones, one on the left and one on the right, that were the exact same shape--the start and select button. The start button was on the right.

Logan smiled, "Oh." he said feeling a bit stupid, before Wyatt could go away he looked up to him, "You might want to stay here, I don't have my glasses on today so I'm going to have trouble for a bit anyway..."

Wyatt sniffed and plopped down next to him, unceremoniously. He looked like he knew this game in and out...so he would probably be giving him helpful advice as he went along without spoiling things.

Logan leaned forward watching the sequence on the screen, after sometime now here he was in some sort of starting area, the screen told him what to do, but his eyes weren't the best. He would rather have Wyatt tell him what to do, "Okay, what now?" he asked.

Wyatt went through the explanation. At the moment, the character he was playing had to head off to a ranch in town, to help herd livestock, on his horse.

Logan listened, it seemed like an easy enough task, "So I walk like this?" he asked clearly pressing the wrong buttons, and he sighed out of frustration, "I told you, I really suck at this." this activity was a bit defeating for him, he loved being good at everything he did.

Wyatt didn't sneer or laugh. Instead, he quietly righted the character on the screen and properly explained how to walk. "You push this stick forward, slowly to walk and quickly to run."