I don't judge either way. [ Seeing as he's no blushing virgin himself. ] It's why I could never be an X-Man. That and X-Men, what's with that? [ His gaze falls past her, like something else has caught his attention, to the fourthwall. ] Totally fucking sexist. Clearly there are X-Otherpeople too.

[ Dark brown eyes flicker back to her, scanning over her face unabashedly. Though, it doesn't seem to be in shock and awe or disgust. Even without his Hamburger Helper face, she's prettier than him on his good days. This is the first time he's dealt with her this up close. ]

Mmm, guns. You're the second mutant to ask me that question. Sheesh, it's like you guys are dangerous or something. [ As casual as he sounds, none of that is probably a problem. Then again, Wade can keep a casual tone while trying to kill someone. ] Me. I'm an anywhere that sells guns. [ He has a bad habit of having sticky fingers during the events and keeping whatever weapons he sees.

When he finishes what looks to be learning her resting expression his attention very notably falls to the hand on his shopping cart. A scarred eyebrow raises. ]

I didn't. Specifically for the fun reason of having you at a disadvantage. [ Nobody ever said he wasn't an asshole. ] But, since you asked so nicely; it's Wade.

[ Does the annoyance in the depths of her soul have an inkling on an understanding yet? ]