[ But something about how this kid says that gives Wade reason to pause. He glances at him again, his brown eyes fixing on the opaque, red lenses of his glasses for a moment like it's tugging at him. He frowns, then squints more carefully at him. ]
No fucking way.
[ There's no way. Wade squares his shoulders to scrutinize him, realizing more and more that this kid really does resemble one of the most iconic of X-Men. ]
What do they call you, kid?
[ Don't be Scott, don't be Scott, don't be fucking Scott Summers -- ]
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[ But something about how this kid says that gives Wade reason to pause. He glances at him again, his brown eyes fixing on the opaque, red lenses of his glasses for a moment like it's tugging at him. He frowns, then squints more carefully at him. ]
No fucking way.
[ There's no way. Wade squares his shoulders to scrutinize him, realizing more and more that this kid really does resemble one of the most iconic of X-Men. ]
What do they call you, kid?
[ Don't be Scott, don't be Scott, don't be fucking Scott Summers -- ]