[Wade's outward happy-go-lucky persona falters at the question, but he's quick to look away, moving to start to clean up. Grabbing the bowl he tosses it in the sink and grabs paper towels to clean his apron and floor concentrating on that rather than Nate.]

Oh. You know.

[He pauses.]

Got tortured for a few months straight. It's how I got my powers. Pushed to the brink of death over and over... and over. I mean it's not as bad as having never had waffles before, cause what the fuck, but still pretty bad. Also, my healing factor and the cancer just makes my brain all funny.