My common sense is tingling.

"Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious--" Don't be suspicious! Don't be suspicious. Wade hummed along with the voices as he carefully collected the swords, he wasn't sure who they belonged to but he wanted to play with them. He was gonna put them back! ...eventually. ...Hate to interrupt-- Oh, do you? Are we sure this is wise? Nobody cares. I do. I care. I said what I said. "shhhhhuddaaap--I'm tryna' focus." Wade hissed. there was a light thunk and he jumped, a tiny eek escaping his throat. He quickly cleared it and tried for a deeper tone "I--uh." he snapped up, standing straight. "--these are mine." wade turned in the dark room shuffling the sheathed weapons behind him. oopsies! see, this is what I was worried about. relax. it's not like we can die. No, but we can hurt.

"Evening Madam President." Wade greeted.