Discreetly follow him.

She decides to follow him, so she silently moves to the trail and follows him about 50 feet back. Of course, the cellphone wouldn't work while she was phased. She grins, thinking she will have to learn a whole bunch of French songs!

Logan reaches the campsite, which is very close to the trail, marching and singing. He calls out to the camper, "'Eeeh! 'Scuse me, but I tire from ze climb up here. Do you mind if I take a little break with you? I show you how you set up that tent..."

Although it was clear that Richard didn't want company, he was miserable: his tent wasn't set up right, and the fire he was trying to light was doing more smouldering than burning. He could recognize an experienced camper when he saw one!

Richard nodded, and Logan introduced himself as "Pierre, from Kaybek, but I live in Alberta now. 'Got a relative in Boston, and while I visit 'im, I think I also visit Salem. Heh, I like ze ghost stories!

He continues, "I'm a little low in funds, so I camp instead of stay at pricey hotel. Why is ever'thing in Boston so expensive?"

Kitty thinks that Logan felt a little pity on him because he starts teaching Richard the basics of how to set up camp. In less than thirty minutes, they had the tent up, cleared out and set up the fire pit, AND had an impressive amount of branches cut up with a hot fire started, because 'Pierre' said "I need hot coals to cook!"

While they wait for the fire to get really hot, they lean back on two stumps smoking some cigarettes. (From his **** cough, Richard clearly doesn't smoke, but Logan told him "Is good for nerves!") Logan was telling him of some stories about life in the woods in Canada. Logan pulls out a large flask from his vest. "Hey, you seem like a good kid. Wanna nip of Sherry?"

Richard blinked a few times and then say, "Sure, I guess it would calm me down a little." Logan takes a big gulp, then he hands it to Richard, who takes a sip from Logan's flask and hands it back. Logan then takes another gulp.

'Pierre' continues, "I tell enough stories. 'Ow bout you tell me about you? Why are 'ou up here when you don' know a thing about campin'?"

"I need to take a little time alone. You see, I got a problem..."

'Pierre's eyebrows go up, and he says, "You steal som'thin, or maybe ****??"

Richard looks shocked and blurts out, "No, no, nothing like that!"

'Pierre' gets a certain look in his eye. "Ahh, then that can only mean GIRL trouble! Is she blonde or redhead. Redheads always trouble!"

"No, it's not about a particular girl. Lately, when I'm around an attractive girl, I just kind of loose control..."

Logan smirked. "Ho, Ho! I didn't take you for ze romantic type! So, you let your macho side come out, and after, the girl accuses you..."

Richard looks shocked: "No!! Nothing like that! Or at least, it's not that simple. I talk to a girl, and then it's like I pass out. Then I wake up again, and my clothes are off, her clothes are off, and she is in some sort of spell! I used to control it by working out really hard, but now, even that doesn't seem to work! I really don't trust myself around women!"

Logan looks thoughtful. "Hmm, you have some sort of psychological problem, I think. I heard of a good school somewhere around here called Xavier's school for gifted something, something. Ze headmaster there, he is able to help..."

Suddenly, a burly female voice calls out, "Hey, you campers! You're not allowed to start a fire here!! You've got to put that fire out!"