[Wade hadn't said it to upset him; he honestly doesn't think at all before he speaks. If it enters his mind, it usually comes out of his mouth two seconds later.]

Insulting you, I was j-- fuck! [And he's being dragged out the window. There is a string of curses from his mouth before he finally settles, gripping to Nate's hand tightly. Just because he could fall and survive doesn't mean he's eager to plummet. Not that he'd care too much if he did. And the thrill does do a little something for him. Nate's not wrong.

And so far at least his shorts are holding strong.] I wasn't trying to insult you, just making a joke. That's what friends do, give each other shit!