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[quipsandthwips]

[Peter huffs a breath through his nose, sitting with his arms on his knees and sort of just accepting the close proximity as a constant in the equation that is the 'Wade Wilson Theorem'.

If there's one way he can fluster Wade, though, it's saying without much room for uncertainty:]

Yeah. Well. You are my best friend here, Thumper.

[4thwaller]

[ Wade leans back, sufficiently flustered by the admittance. He hadn't expected Peter to actually say it. ]

Now I know you're just trying to make up for snooping.

[ He's too flustered, he needs to hide more. ]

Just so you know I'm hiding all my valuables from here on out.

[ But then he grins behind his mask. ]

This totally means I'm allowed to snoop in your house.

[quipsandthwips]

What? C'mon, that was an accident.

[He grins back, though, as if he absolutely knows he's flustered Wade.]

What is even worth much around here? I don't know if I could pawn much.

... Maybe I could get a couple Hamiltons out of the couch.