A bodyguard? Kitty laughed. "I don't think Wolverine would be very much without the booze," she explained, voice still lifting in laughter. She forgot sometimes how young Leech was - how young a lot of the students here were. At least most of them (she hoped) didn't look up to Wolverine only; there were so many better role-models for preteens: Storm, Scott, Xavier, even all of her friends were good for modeling something. Wolverine, sure, modeled a lot of positive qualities, but most of them were hidden behind something else. Booze, knives, anger. Whatever. It's Wolverine. "And why would you need a bodyguard, anyway?"