Metal, Cancer, Viruses
@insaneinthememwade
You ever look at a guy and just...feel like you know him? Maybe it was all the time traveling messing with him, but it felt just like that right in his gut right now when he looked at Wade. Yeah, Wade Wilson. He was definitely not getting enough sleep this past week.
Nate cut his gaze back to alternator he was trying to strip from the car. There some thoughts he didn’t like dwelling on, and then there were thoughts he really didn’t like dwelling on. Better to focus on the tasks at hand, the carefull uncoiling of unwanted wires and unscrewing of bolts. The battery on this car looked about useless now, probably best to leave here than risk leaking acid all the back to the compound.
Normally, he’d be able to enjoy the quite of missions like this. He didn’t talk much so it made it easier for him detect any incoming infected, but Wilson, Wilson was a different story.