[Nate's unwillingness to answer Wade's question has been noticed, but he decides not to press the issue. Seems to be the wrong place for it. Instead he offers another one of those wry, humorless laughs.]

Heh. Yeah, I know the feeling. Kinda become the expert on those types of doctors over the years. At least these were more clinical than most. I mean, still wasn't fun, but there's nothin' more creepy than the medical types who get off on watching their guinea pigs squirm. That's just the cherry on the nightmare fuel cake, right there.

[Okay, so that might have been a bit too candid. Wade stops his tongue from wagging any further by taking another swig, already feeling the alcohol pool warmly inside his stomach. One good thing about not having a healing factor anymore-- he's got a much lower tolerance this time around. He shifts awkwardly.]

How many times they get you?