"Yeah, that would be Wolverine," Mary Jane answered with a sigh, grateful that she'd caught someone -- one of the other redheads, the one with the accent -- calling him that earlier. She made a face, though, as she shrugged, stealing a glance over at Wolverine, unable to deny how weird he was acting. "And I don't know what's up with him. All I can tell you is that he shrieked louder than I did when that dinosaur was coming towards us."