"I'm just special." Wade laughed, taking a step back from Slade before pointing his thumb at him and facing Deadshot. "Ain't he something, kinda cute actually." The mercs attention was pulled away, once more by Deathstroke and he sauntered back over to his fellow Wilson. Ignoring the concept of personal space, Wade leaned against Slade, peering at his phone with the information.<br/><br/>"See, if you got rid of me who would you go on adventures with? Hmm?" Wade snorted when he read the doctor's name, standing up straight and clearing his throat.<br/><br/>"I'm doctor Yohon." He said in a mocking voice, drawing out the name in a lower tone. "Doctor Yooooohonnnnnn. Doctor Yooohooon." Having had his fun with the name, Wade laughed. "It's almost as bad as Francis!" Rejoining the other mercenary, having wandered a little ways away, Wade thought about the question. He finally shrugged, holding both hands up in an 'I don't know' position.<br/><br/>"Good, bad, tomato, tamato...does it matter? Let's just go mess up some motherf***ers!" He pulled a pair of guns out, holding them both out in front of him and pointing at imaginary opponents, making it look as though he were shooting them.