"From Chicago?" Deadpool looked skeptical. Maybe Nick wasn't aware that Deadpool lived in San Fransisco, and made regular visits to his friend and technician, Weasel, in Chicago. His teleporter's maintenance was essential. Nick also hadn't explained how Deadpool was supposed to transport himself up to a floating helicarrier, anyway. Flying was not in the list of Deadpool's abilities. "You haven't even given me a chance!" Deadpool wailed, tugging at the hem of Nick's jacket and sniffling pitifully. "Just let me come to space and I'll show you. Hero stuff. Saving people. Blowing up evil aliens! I've already got Weasel working on a modified space suit for me."