Logan admired and was terribly annoyed by the cheek of the young feral, joking about his girl like that, especially when it hit so close to home. He wouldn't put it past Laura to date Kyle just to piss him off if she found out Logan had warned the boy off her. He turned his face very slowly, narrowing his eyes menacingly at Kyle and finally curled his lip to show him some fang, all very feral things to do. "Very funny," he said. He then cocked an eyebrow, angled high, and pointed his index finger at Kyle, adding, "Down, boy." It was a joke, but also a warning. That would have been warning number two. Now, he wouldn't beat Kyle up for joking, but if he found out he was sniffing after Laura, Logan would not be the least bit amused.
Sitting back on his barstool, Logan rolled his shoulders and cracked his knuckles this time before returning to his beloved beer. "Mmm, beer," he muttered in his gruff voice, sounding a little like a commercial. "Ya don't know what yer missing, kid."