For a moment they hum together, clinging to each other, and it's almost as if this isn't some sort of living nightmare. Wanda lets her eyes fall closed and sighs. As much as she hates the conditions they're all being held in, it's comforting to know they have another friend here.

Wanda almost drifts into a comfortable haze, but she feels the shadows shift again, the phantom taste of copper on her tongue. Blood. Her eyes fly open and she gently cups Loki's cheek in an attempt to bring her back. "Loki? No one's hurt anymore. We're fine."