This guy... is taking this surprisingly well. Wade regards him with mild surprise-- not many people would be able to watch a guy give someone an impromptu tracheotomy with this much aplomb, which either means that this dude is chill to the point of being semi-catatonic or he's seen this sort of shit before. Wade's hedging toward the latter interpretation. He shrugs, plastering an equally disarming smile on his face.

"What, you don't think I can make the cut? Pretty sure Subway's hurtin' for a new spokesperson. Y'know, after what happened to their last one."

A pause.

"Mercenary work just seemed like a no-brainer, after that day. I mean, I enlisted not long afterwards, but I wasn't too good with takin' orders from someone, y'know? This way I can be my own boss. Hours are good an' the work's satisfyin', for the most part."