[Wanda even flinches reflexively at her tone, much less the words behind it. There's that hatred again, and she can't help but peek into the woman's mind to see the source. No book can explain the almost hard-coded contempt the Asgardians seem to share for the jotnar, but a real person...
These thoughts are close to the surface and Wanda doesn't have to look far to almost wish she hadn't. They eat babies. They're savages, primitive and brutish. They have no soulmates. That final thought snaps her back to herself with an intake of breath that could almost pass for a reaction to the scene playing out in front of her.
Thank goodness for her sleeve; no one will see the way Wanda's thumb rubs against Loki's forearm in some vain attempt to soothe him from the insult. She knows it likely won't do any good, but it seems important to remind him that not everyone thinks that way.
His soulmate doesn't at least.
Wanda finds her voice a moment later, and luckily, any awkwardness in her smile can likely be chalked up to being caught in the middle of the childrens' tantrum.]
Two of those pies, please.
[Wanda manages to get the necessary coins without fumbling. She'll call that a win.]
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These thoughts are close to the surface and Wanda doesn't have to look far to almost wish she hadn't. They eat babies. They're savages, primitive and brutish. They have no soulmates. That final thought snaps her back to herself with an intake of breath that could almost pass for a reaction to the scene playing out in front of her.
Thank goodness for her sleeve; no one will see the way Wanda's thumb rubs against Loki's forearm in some vain attempt to soothe him from the insult. She knows it likely won't do any good, but it seems important to remind him that not everyone thinks that way.
His soulmate doesn't at least.
Wanda finds her voice a moment later, and luckily, any awkwardness in her smile can likely be chalked up to being caught in the middle of the childrens' tantrum.]
Two of those pies, please.
[Wanda manages to get the necessary coins without fumbling. She'll call that a win.]