"'Oo 'ure? Uo're mi'in' ou'." Wade offered before finally taking his finger out of his mouth. "It would have grown back in like a day, it's totally fine. I've lost worse." He hummed to himself, seemingly completely blind to the stress he was causing.

"Now, most mercs aren't mostly immortal and have to heal the slow human way, and don't regrow any limbs. I'm one of a kind. At least, that's what my wife says, but I'm never sure if she's saying that to be sweet, or to be thankful there's only one of me. The world may never know, really."

Looking back at Reigen, he made a face. "You alright back there, you seem stressed?"