Peter found Wade's katanas and was currently trying to wield them, looking like an idiot, though also looking like he was having fun.
Wade held his breath, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the doorframe and watched it all. Standing by, just in case he managed to get himself hurt. There was an amused expression etched onto his face. Peter looked clumsy at best, comical even - and it was a miracle that he hadn’t cut himself yet. A part of him couldn’t help but see the potential... With proper training Peter would he able to wield them just fine. He for sure was agile enough. He waited until he’d put the katana’s down before he spoke up. “You okay there, Webs?” he walked into the room and smiled down at him. “Given your MacGyver no weapon policy - that was kinda badass." Wade picked up one of the swords and showed off - swinging the blade fast enough to stop bullets before ending up crouched in a deadly jab. He looked up into Peter’s eyes and winked. “You wanna learn, young padawan?”














