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[snikthatch]

[ Logan knows from personal experience how tough it can be to put that bit of pride away and to accept that your body is no longer in your control. So he doesn't leap forward to help when Wade starts hacking up a lung, just sits back and picks up his own milkshake.

Once Wade's finished, he makes a disagreeable noise around his straw. ]

Those little knockoffs are a pain in the ass. They can keep on makin' commercials for Mojo or whatever the hell they're up to. [ He leans forward to root round in the paper bag, pulling out a cheeseburger and unwrapping it. ] You have that where you come from? Mojo and his goddamn nonsense?

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[He takes a much less ambitious puff of the joint after he's collected himself, handing it back over.]

Aw, but they're so cute! [Wade might squee if it wouldn't send him into another coughing fit.] Apparently he exists and so does Mojoworld, but he's not gotten any screentime yet. If you remember, I mentioned Shatterstar before? [And how he'd died a gruesome yet oddly hilarious death.]

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That don't mean nothin'. [ He points it out around his burger, his voice muffled by cheap meat and artificial cheese. ] People can come from all over when it's the goddamn multiverse.

[ He accepts the joint back, though he doesn't take his turn immediately, eyeing Wade instead as he chews. ]

Scott takin' good care of ya?

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Except that he wouldn't shut the fuck up about Mojoworld. [What a dick that guy was.

He sips his milkshake, taking a moment before he swallows the cold feeling wonderful as it rolls down his throat.] Yeah when he's here. He's been making sure I've got a steady revolving door of babysitters for when he's not...