Logan finished his food off pretty quickly, eyes still glassy as he moved closer to Joe again in search of contact.

He got very touchy when he was stoned. Not really sexual so much as grabby. Like he needed to touch things. In fact, he was practically pawing at Joe for attention, slumping against him and then pushing him a bit. He was like a puppy that had been neglected for a few days, waiting for someone to play fetch with him, or at least give him a damn bone.