I can see why you're an Avenger. [ Wade lifted an eyebrow when he heard Peter point out the obvious. He didn't sound offended, exactly, but didn't sound real sure about it. The question went unacknowledged because.. of course he meant to do that? There wasn't a person alive that could possess his mind enough to move his body. One of those fun little quirks about him.

With a soft pat to Spidey's leg, Wade moved his hand back. He let it rest against his abdomen and turned his gaze to look up at the sky again.

Honestly, he knew better than to do what he was doing, but something about Peter made it difficult to stop himself in the moment. There was still a softness underneath the layers of everything else that made up Wade Wilson. Much harder to find, but in there somewhere. It receded quickly, though, because he wasn't enough of a dumbass to actually be vulnerable when things seemed to be headed south.

The mention of his boxers made him grin to himself and he went with the new topic instead. Back to a comfortable place. ]

I wear a jockstrap with hearts on it in the suit, but at home? Fuck yeah it is, I've got at least five different kinds and they're all comfy as hell. Maybe if you're lucky I'll show you sometime.