[ He's not entirely sure what he expected to come of his question. This other Wade, nothing like the one he knows, wasn't someone Fenris would think of when he pictured an alternative version of the man. He prepares himself to hear something completely at odds with what he knows of Wade, but it’s still not enough to quell his surprise. Spite, loneliness, desperation — all of these words are emotions he has known all too well. Words that he has an intimate familiarity with. He hadn’t considered it at the time, with his mind so focused on other things, but hearing Wade now…he sounds like how he could have been. How he imagined himself to be had he not broken free of his chains. It’s just so familiar. Too familiar. Familiar enough that Fenris almost feels as if he can share the pain…enough that he can feel white-hot anger rising inside of him.
What strikes Fenris is the fact that he hadn’t had to deal with this alternative self. He lived in another reality and only recently merged with his own, and he was fortunate enough not to encounter him. Meanwhile, Wade has apparently dealt with his morally defunct counterpart before now. It takes a lot to shock Fenris — or at the very least, shock him enough that it’s visible on his face and heard in his tone, yet here he is. ]
He was so filled with spite and rage that he traversed worlds to get to you?
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What strikes Fenris is the fact that he hadn’t had to deal with this alternative self. He lived in another reality and only recently merged with his own, and he was fortunate enough not to encounter him. Meanwhile, Wade has apparently dealt with his morally defunct counterpart before now. It takes a lot to shock Fenris — or at the very least, shock him enough that it’s visible on his face and heard in his tone, yet here he is. ]
He was so filled with spite and rage that he traversed worlds to get to you?