Heyyy, what's happenin'? You've reached the voicemail of one very fine-lookin' man. Wanna chat? Fanboy all over my mad skillz? Declare your undying love for me? You know what to do. [BEEEEP]
I don't doubt it. I figure a guy trapped in a giant suit of armor can't do much else but keep moving forward, right? Don't know how I'd manage to stay so chipper if it were me in that thing, but still.
Anyway, my offer still stands. If there's ever a time you just need to unload or whatever, I'll be a captive audience. And, as an added bonus, I won't make fun of you. That's somethin' I only promise to a select few people, though, so don't tell anyone. Got a reputation to maintain, after all.
I think I'm good for now, and I better get back or Brother is going to wonder where I am. And after... what happened... he's not the most calm when I'm not around.
[He's trusting Deadpool with that little insight into Ed, believing he won't use it to tease his brother with how sensitive it was. He doesn't hang around any more, though, immediately getting up and heading for the door.]
[Al has nothing to worry about. Even if Deadpool did have something to gain by teasing Ed, he's still trying to work on the whole "friendship" thing. Any altercation they have in the future won't be his fault. Well... not intentionally his fault, anyway.
Which reminds him.]
Hey, kid? One last thing-- tell your brother not to beat himself up too much about this, okay? If he wants to get pissed off at anybody, he should direct it at the guys who're keeping us here. Kind of a more productive outlet, y'know?
[Ha. Ha ha ha. Quite the ironic speech considering who's giving it. In Deadpool's defense, he never claimed to not be a hypocrite.]
And, uh... [He flashes Al a sheepish smile.] Sorry about the whole height thing. Kinda got carried away.
[Al knew that was exactly what Ed would do. He might be angry with himself for a short time, but he would always end up directing that rage into determination to do better and get out of here.
It's one of the things he loves the most about him.
He pauses at the door to look back at his friend, heart warmed that he would try so hard with his brother just for his sake. But he can't help but laugh at his last little instruction.]
Mm, I'll tell him.
[He raises a hand once more in farewell and slips out the door, feeling much more at peace than when he arrived.]
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I don't doubt it. I figure a guy trapped in a giant suit of armor can't do much else but keep moving forward, right? Don't know how I'd manage to stay so chipper if it were me in that thing, but still.
Anyway, my offer still stands. If there's ever a time you just need to unload or whatever, I'll be a captive audience. And, as an added bonus, I won't make fun of you. That's somethin' I only promise to a select few people, though, so don't tell anyone. Got a reputation to maintain, after all.
[A wink shows Al that he's joking.]
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[He chuckles and mock crosses over his heart, already he's feeling better from bantering with Deadpool. More normal.]
Thanks, I really needed this.
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Good man. Knew I could count on you.
Don't worry about it, either. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's talking. Anything else you wanna get off your chest or are you good for now?
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[He's trusting Deadpool with that little insight into Ed, believing he won't use it to tease his brother with how sensitive it was. He doesn't hang around any more, though, immediately getting up and heading for the door.]
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Which reminds him.]
Hey, kid? One last thing-- tell your brother not to beat himself up too much about this, okay? If he wants to get pissed off at anybody, he should direct it at the guys who're keeping us here. Kind of a more productive outlet, y'know?
[Ha. Ha ha ha. Quite the ironic speech considering who's giving it. In Deadpool's defense, he never claimed to not be a hypocrite.]
And, uh... [He flashes Al a sheepish smile.] Sorry about the whole height thing. Kinda got carried away.
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It's one of the things he loves the most about him.
He pauses at the door to look back at his friend, heart warmed that he would try so hard with his brother just for his sake. But he can't help but laugh at his last little instruction.]
Mm, I'll tell him.
[He raises a hand once more in farewell and slips out the door, feeling much more at peace than when he arrived.]