Loki relaxes against Wanda, nodding her head. "Dizzy," she echoes. "So dizzy. Everything is too loud, too bright. You lose yourself in the world around you." She doesn't know what Wanda can do, not yet, but she knows overwhelm, she knows the flooding of the senses and overstimulation of having streams poured into your mind.

"Don't get dizzy," she says, her voice gentle. "Don't let it overtake you. Don't let it win." Whether hse's talking to herself or Wanda might not be entirely clear but she means the words, no matter who she's saying it to.