[Of all the things Fenris could've said in that moment, it's this that completely blindsides Wade. He can't help it. With one hand still covering his eyes, he begins to laugh. It's not a small, cynical chuckle but an actual full-on belly laugh, one that rocks him back onto Fenris's bed until he nearly tips over, his body shaking with his paroxysms.

What delicious irony. Fenris had been through hell, had been through one of the worst scenarios Wade could imagine, and he's asking Wade if he's all right? It's almost more than he can bear.

After a few excruciating minutes, Wade's laughter finally tapers off into scattered chuckles before stopping completely. He sighs, righting himself and wiping his eyes before regarding Fenris with an apologetic smile.]

Sorry. Wasn't laughin' at you, honest. It's just... fuck.

[He shakes his head, that smile turning into something rueful and sardonic.]

All I can say is... I take back everything I may have said about you bein' cranky and broody. 'Cause you're doin' fucking fantastic, all things considered.