Leena stood in silence, or rather in shock, farther away from the now open tank of Deadpool. Her shock changed to amusement as she watched Cleaver begin to banter with the newly awoken super…hero? Super villain. Well at this point it was hard to tell who the good and bad guys were, to most people it was she, and all the other freaks she was hanging out with, that were the bad guys. She still couldn’t quite understand how Deadpool was alive, but here he was standing naked in front of her and arguing with someone about whether or not to put clothes on. At the thought, Leena couldn’t help but let out a stifled laugh that she tried to hide behind the back of her hand.

Jax watched Deadpool and Cleaver with something that was equal parts bewilderment and amusement.

"You've missed quite a bit Deadpool." He said carefully as he walked over to a nearby container and pulled out a neatly folded costume that looked exactly like his old one. "I managed to repair your suit after what happened in the ruins of Las Vegas. Both of your swords are in the armory at the moment along with your other weapons."

He looked over at Deadpool and thought for a moment. "I should let you know though, something happened to you when you were fighting whatever that thing was back in Vegas. Your healing factor was somehow disrupted for awhile. As far as I can tell, it seems to be back to normal. It could have been that whatever that thing was was created to kill individuals with healing factors. To be honest, you're lucky you're still alive after the way your healing factor was disrupted and with the injuries you sustained."

He reached into the container again and pulled out a pair of underwear and tossed them over at Deadpool. "In the meantime, please put these on."

Moe flinched away from the tank when Deadpool tapped against the glass. she stood behind behind the rest, knowing how spontaneous the man could be. the last thing she wanted was to be learning about what went on in his head. she watched on with a quiet impatience. He was alive, what wounds he did have wouldn't have been the worst he's been through, seeing some of the stories that seemed to crop up. despite her jumpy behaviour the in the near past, Moe didn't move when deadpool stood stark naked in front of them. while she'd prefer if he had some form of clothes on, Moe had already seen that and worse when accidentally bumping into someone on the street. all she wanted to do was get some sleep and go back home to her normal life, without the multitude of mutants around her. she was used to life like that.

Iron legacies awe soon turned to distraught as the 'man' if you can still call him that flung his only piece of cloths off Tom shielded his eyes and said "aww.. Really? really." he said just shaking his head and avoiding looking at Deadpool. This was by far a very odd day for Tom.

Moe groaned loudly, clapping her hands together, starting to shout out of irritability.
"Okay, then! Deadpool is alive! great! lets all go to bed, so I can sleep, so I can go back home tomorrow! " She started giggling, even though she wasn't smiling. "This has been such a bad day today! I decide to- for once in my cozy life- I decide to go outside. and guess what? I'm bloody attacked! And then I use up all my juice gettin' us away from the attacking things, and then I'm promised rest and then I have to deal with a naked, scarred man. this is bloody brilliant, you know that? Absolutely fan-freaking- tastic." crouching down, she wrapped her arms around her legs, resting her forehead on her knees.
"I just want to go home." she finished, muttering.