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He threw the shovel down. “Shut it! I’ve had enough of you. You are dead. Do what dead people do.”
She grinned. “I am.”
“Not with me, you idiot. Move on or go bother someone else.”
“That’s not how guilt works.”
“Wade.” She says and waits a moment, while it sinks in.
“We are not naming him after Deadpool.” he shakes his head. “I’ll not have him grow up a raging lunatic.”