Wade snorts. "The fact that there's more than one fucked up government branch experimenting on people with powers doesn't surprise me at all. Mine's the Canadian flavor. What's yours?"

It really feels like there's something on the tip of his tongue as she asks him what he remembers. Like, he fucking hates that smirking carny. But why? He pinches the bridge of his nose as he leans over his knees, trying to figure this out. C'mon, Wade, your one of the best mercs out there. Or you were before the cancer. You got this!

"Just...getting cancer, and getting a number to call, and leaving Vanessa, and..."

The memories are so fresh and new, but if he'd left Vanessa for this Weapon X program, then why was he here at a carnival?

"I think...I remember...getting off that carousel. But not getting on."

As he speaks, the ride starts up again...going backwards, like it did for him.