“You are absolutely insane,” Phosphorous says with a baffled laugh as he watches you crawl through a window.

It was protected with bars, but you made quick work of that. All without setting off the alarms… somehow. He makes a mental note to ask how you did this later.

Once upon a time, years ago, he met you. Deadpool. You were the craziest bastard he’d ever met and simultaneously the only person who could spend extended time with him without getting cancer or melting. Well, you do, but your body heals so fast it hardly even matters.

And now here you are: Breaking into Belle Reve just to see him again. He almost feels self-conscious in his (rather unflattering) orange jumpsuit.

“Missed me that much?” he asks, fighting to keep his voice casual and nonchalant.