[Wanda beams and squeezes his hand gently. It's a fragile, precious trust and a larger step than any they've taken since she decided not to tell Thor about him. But she cares for him (how, she's not sure) and this is enough.]
When Novi Grad fell, I was sure you were dead. So many were. [Her voice is quiet and her gaze has dropped to their joined hands. She had been in so much pain back then that she had been absolutely certain her soulmate's death had been part of the package. Where else would he have been?]
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When Novi Grad fell, I was sure you were dead. So many were. [Her voice is quiet and her gaze has dropped to their joined hands. She had been in so much pain back then that she had been absolutely certain her soulmate's death had been part of the package. Where else would he have been?]
Do you know how happy I was to be wrong?