"Wade," Ororo repeated, a hint of a smile on her lips. "Finally, something real." There was nothing fake about the marks on his body, and Ororo wasn't shy as she looked him over. If he truly was a mercenary, and with what she'd seen on the roof there was no reason to think otherwise, the scars and damage to his torso were more than likely hazards of his profession.
"Why do you do it?" She was curious what kind of a person could kill for money. What could they possibly get from murder besides a sick sense of pleasure. If Wade enjoyed killing, there was no way she wanted him near the residents of Xavier's. Though, on the other hand, letting him just leave did not seem favorable, either. She was going to have to make a decision one way or another and needed to speak with Hank before that decision was made.
"You regenerate," she commented, more to herself than anything as Deadpool helped himself to some food. "But not always, otherwise you wouldn't be marked like that. Am I right?" Now they were getting somewhere. When the offered information was laid before her, Ororo snatched it up quickly. it wasn't enough for her to trust him even a little more, but it did earn him a few points. her eyes scanned the note before she handed it to Hank with a frown. "Looks like we've got some digging to do."
When Wade moved to Kitty, Ororo went instinctively to stand on the other side of the bed, across from him. She looked at him with raised brows when he spoke, trying to calculate how long it had been since Logan was at the mansion. Before new Year's. That was when she'd asked Kitty where he was and she said he'd been in and out. Ororo caught a glimpse of him leaving once in between now and then, and it was at least two weeks ago. Wade said he'd only been watching for a week, which meant something didn't add up. "How do you know Logan?"