[He knows that sound, too; not 'cause Logan's the only one who's made it at him, because everyone fucking does at some point in his life, in some conversation. And honestly, it's not annoying or anything, just one of those things he's abruptly noticing now, huh? Damn.

Yeah, yeah, he doesn't get it. Can't blame him. Wade heaves a sigh at him and starts cracking his eggs open so the yolks bleed all over the plate, mixing with the syrup and the bacon and the whole combo. He shoves a mouthful in, patting the robot-machine that printed out his breakfast.

Y'know what, it's not great. But it's Denny's, and that's good enough for him.]

Yeah, sure. I trust you. [He gains a little smile back, lets the weird air pass. Look, all of this was in his past, right? And he proved you don't gotta be an X-Man to be a hero. Wade doesn't hold anything against the X-Men, even if he's not one of them. Colossus wasn't at his birthday party for nothing! They're part of the F-word. It's just, you know, a guy has Phases. He's between Phases.]

All that black leather. Out in the field looking like the Backstreet Boys and smelling like a gym locker room. [And that was before they got into the primary colours. Woof.] Nah. I tried it. My methods weren't by the book. I was a bad example to the kids, and I knew it. [Even though Negasonic is way worse than he is. It's all that teenage meanness. She's not even a teenager anymore!] So I took off. [He was fired. Straight into the Icebox. Where he almost died multiple times.] Tried making my own team after. [To save a kid and kill a whole lot of bad guys with a lot of gratuitous violence.] That didn't really go well, either. [They all died. But none of those deaths were on him!] It had me thinking, I might not be a team kind of guy. Maybe like, temporary duos or trios. Five or six people at a time, tops.

[At once? Yeah. At once.]