[ His lips quirk upward. Look, he's not crazy about the uniforms, either. He just wears 'em 'cause that's what they've got, and when you're being chased 'round the clock by unkillable government-sanctioned robots, his jeans don't last real long. At some point, he got tired of replacing them after every battle.
Anyway, alright, fine—when Wilson's not running his mouth nonstop about some incomprehensible bullshit, he's not the worst. He's not saying he likes the guy, okay? Just. That he's met worse. Logan's sat in a room with Wade longer than he ever has with Scott, so...that's somethin'. They'll see how long it lasts 'til Wade pisses him off again, but for now, Logan's relaxed some and put his attention to eating his pancakes instead of contemplating whether he could justify punching somebody out for talking too much.
He sucks a bit of syrup off his thumb, then wipes it on a napkin. ] Not exactly big on teams, either. Just, uh, I dunno. Kept finding myself in one somehow. [ He shifts, trying to decide how he feels about that description. How much it's all the shit he's thought, too. Not teaching material, not leader material, not by the book. Can't say he's surprised Wade didn't last at the school. Logan nearly didn't. Maybe the difference with Logan is, he knows they trust him—knows Charles trusts him—despite everything. But it took him a few long years to get there. ]
Guess none of it matters now. We're all in the same boat where I'm from.
[ Wonder if Wade knows about that: the Sentinels, the mutant eradication. Wade's not from that time, is he? He's gotta be some years back. ]
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Anyway, alright, fine—when Wilson's not running his mouth nonstop about some incomprehensible bullshit, he's not the worst. He's not saying he likes the guy, okay? Just. That he's met worse. Logan's sat in a room with Wade longer than he ever has with Scott, so...that's somethin'. They'll see how long it lasts 'til Wade pisses him off again, but for now, Logan's relaxed some and put his attention to eating his pancakes instead of contemplating whether he could justify punching somebody out for talking too much.
He sucks a bit of syrup off his thumb, then wipes it on a napkin. ] Not exactly big on teams, either. Just, uh, I dunno. Kept finding myself in one somehow. [ He shifts, trying to decide how he feels about that description. How much it's all the shit he's thought, too. Not teaching material, not leader material, not by the book. Can't say he's surprised Wade didn't last at the school. Logan nearly didn't. Maybe the difference with Logan is, he knows they trust him—knows Charles trusts him—despite everything. But it took him a few long years to get there. ]
Guess none of it matters now. We're all in the same boat where I'm from.
[ Wonder if Wade knows about that: the Sentinels, the mutant eradication. Wade's not from that time, is he? He's gotta be some years back. ]