"You might reconsider that, once you realize how often it happens." The words were dry, but honest. She knew her mouth ran away with her. It was a work in progress.

"Deadpool's family." The words were simple, loaded, and honest. She considered Deadpool family. They were from the same world, understood the same references. "Weird, kinda not sure you wanna claim family, but family. Who buys me ice cream when I ask prettily."

Or just asked, really. Ever since she'd been hurt, he'd been extra awesome about it. She tried not to abuse it much.

"Why?"