“Yeah, Weasel’s a piece of shit, but we have a thing so we can dunk on each other, no hard feelings.” Wade shrugged. “He’s got guns and jobs when I need ‘em, so it all works out in the end.” Man all of these clothes were boring, he’d probably just have to settle for being covered rather than looking super badass. Oh well.

“As for the dying, as long as you don’t test it, I’ll tell you.” He picked up a shirt to shake at the blond. “I just heal real fast, and regrow limbs and stuff. It’s real gross, wanna see?” He dropped the weaponized shirt and put a finger in his mouth like he was going to just bite it off or something. “Mm ffctffly mmrtl,” he said, not taking the finger out of his mouth. “Neher tesed th’ limts.”