[ He is trying to lighten the mood, clearly to no avail. The weight of her apology unnerves him. Does she know?
The pain she used to focus -- the unfathomable heat threatening to smother her out of existence -- the desperation and raw power unleashed because of it -- he felt it.
For a brief, abrupt moment, he had felt all of it.
It was terrifying. It is still terrifying. That sort of mental intimacy has he shared with absolutely no one. How could he? He is a creature of deception. He was raised in lies. To be rudely reminded that Wanda could and did reach into his mind is reason enough to abort mission, but he knows, with a visceral certainty, that the connection had been one-way. It hadn't been intentional, either; it isn't her style to broadcast honest fear and raw survival instinct.
Morbid curiosity gives him the resolve to press on. He needs to keep an eye on her -- for his own sake. There had been concern -- deep, abrupt, the lurch of his stomach threatening sickness -- but it's easier to believe that he is here for himself.
It's expected. ]
Apology duly noted, [ he says dryly, all of the turmoil rolling in his stomach conveniently hidden behind an arched brow. He tries to ignore the heat of her hand on his, the weight that he hopes is imaginary. ]
I hope you're ready for a more dramatic one. When Thor hears that you've awoke...
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The pain she used to focus -- the unfathomable heat threatening to smother her out of existence -- the desperation and raw power unleashed because of it -- he felt it.
For a brief, abrupt moment, he had felt all of it.
It was terrifying. It is still terrifying. That sort of mental intimacy has he shared with absolutely no one. How could he? He is a creature of deception. He was raised in lies. To be rudely reminded that Wanda could and did reach into his mind is reason enough to abort mission, but he knows, with a visceral certainty, that the connection had been one-way. It hadn't been intentional, either; it isn't her style to broadcast honest fear and raw survival instinct.
Morbid curiosity gives him the resolve to press on. He needs to keep an eye on her -- for his own sake. There had been concern -- deep, abrupt, the lurch of his stomach threatening sickness -- but it's easier to believe that he is here for himself.
It's expected. ]
Apology duly noted, [ he says dryly, all of the turmoil rolling in his stomach conveniently hidden behind an arched brow. He tries to ignore the heat of her hand on his, the weight that he hopes is imaginary. ]
I hope you're ready for a more dramatic one. When Thor hears that you've awoke...