[The hug is soft and careful: Vision worried about physically hurting her and Wanda mindful of his feelings and the newness of sensation. She wants to pull him closer, though. Everything in her aches in sympathy for his plight and she wants to do whatever it takes to ease that terrible hurt into something more manageable.

If nothing else, at least she can soothe that snarl of loneliness in him.

She would hesitate to invite him to her bed were he a normal man, but Wanda doesn't have to probe his mind to know he wouldn't harm her or take advantage. Gently, she smooths her hands over his skin in rhythmic motions, guiding his head down to rest against her.]

Do you want to stay? This room is warded and I have ways to help quiet your mind so you can rest.

[A heartbeat passes, just enough for Wanda to lean into him a little more.]

It's all right. I know you won't hurt me.