Good gobs of grubsauce was this kid something special. And by special he meant the sort that would generally surround the word in airquotes had he been describing him to someone else. That, or he was taking Karkat for a fool. He wouldn't put that past a lot of the patients here either. There was something genuinely and disturbingly earnest about the teen, however, which made believing him seem like the most appropriate choice.

Still. "A bodyguard? You?" That got Lee a raised brow and a meaningful glance at his wounded arm. One didn't normally offer oneself as a protector when already wounded. Not only would it just be putting them in more danger, but it also didn't speak very highly of their ability to actually perform the task. Not that he didn't seem to be in great physical shape otherwise, but that didn't necessarily mean he was automatically good bodyguard material.

Not that Karkat even needed a bodyguard, either. He was perfectly capable of taking care of himself!