Yes and yes. It wasn't something he was proud of. But he could definitely be a manipulative ass. Mostly when it came to getting Spidey's attention. So the him of this world doing the same thing was unsurprising.

God, he was so sweet he was getting a toothache from this shit! The more he ate, the better he started to feel. He wasn't getting to be manic or anything, but he was definitely not as depressive anymore. Soon enough his plate was cleared and he set it on the side table closest to him. Wade leaned back on the bed, his hands on his stomach as he sighed. So full.