He smiled a little when she replied in Spanish and nodded, deciding to hold off on the Spanish charm for a little while. Maybe he'd reserve it, put it away for a special day or something. And he liked the thought of that, sharing a special day with the likes of Violet, someone that yes, he could see falling in love with, if he weren't so terrified of what love would bring.
Would he squeeze too hard emotionally? Did he already? Oh God, he thought, it was her way of telling him to back off, wasn't it? Maybe she was just giving him the definition, that's all. That's all it could be. He was sure that he wasn't smothering her though there was that air of doubt about him; made him bite his lip and quiet completely for just a moment.
"I know I can't be everything." He told her, even though he knew he would want to be everything to someone, he knew that just wasn't possible to be everywhere. Everything. "You're right." He murmured after a moment, nodding. "If she wanted to see my fight, she could see it, but then I might expect kisses afterward because you know that takes all the pain away." He said with a smirk.
That's right, Wade Wilson admitted it. He was a total sucker for anyone who wanted to try and kiss the pain away. He wanted someone who would pamper him, too, take care of him. Visit him in the medical ward if he managed to mess himself up again and hold his hand while they stabbed him with painkillers.
"Don't think that this place is exactly the best place to be searching for some kind of love, but if I'm going to live and die here then why not, right? Might not be the best of circumstances but I can make it the best I can. Someone to understand me. That'd be nice. Someone to make all the pain and nightmares go away." But he was a burden, wasn't he?
He rest his head against hers, fingers gently running their way through her hair, closing his eyes for a moment. "But sometimes you find things to be perfect when you weren't even looking." Like here, and now.