"Naaah," he said, waving a hand dismissively. "Thing's like an extension of my own arm. And besides, I got lightning resistance in my armor in case I'm a drunken dumbass and zap myself, yo."

Lightning eater. Awesome, awesome shit.

"Was venting, more than anything else. Boss docked me four days pay for mouthin' him off in a language he can't read, yo. Damn laptop's toast, I ain't had my mag-rod in my hand since that crap with the angels, and that particular tree an' I go way back, yo."

For a moment, he entertained the thought that any second now, Deadpool would set out to hunt his ass down for hurting Rikku, and that would be the end of this whole stupid mess. No Reno, no mess.

But that would be too easy.

"Wasn't anything the matter with the booze. I was just bein' stupid."