[Once Zora's fed, Wanda comes back to the table and loads her plate with eggs, one of the blintzes (with a generous amount of the strawberry sauce), and some of the strange whipped fruit. The burek's traditional (and was one of Pietro's favorites), but it's a little heavier than she prefers at this hour.
She's still feeling a little shaky from exerting so much power at once, but that smile...that smile makes it all worth it. Wanda can feel heat rising to her cheeks again and quickly tries to mask it by reaching for her coffee.
She can't help it. That smile makes her melt, and he's still not wearing a shirt and that's not helping. Spending the night at Vision's side has done absolutely nothing to put a damper on this almost magnetic attraction she feels for him.
Just...just give her a minute. A few sips of coffee to recover. Thank goodness his creators at least saw fit to teach him how to eat, because if she had to feed him she'd be in trouble.]
Those blintzes. Or maybe this? [She indicates the fae concoction with her fork.] They are not always made with strawberries but this is my favorite way to eat them.
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She's still feeling a little shaky from exerting so much power at once, but that smile...that smile makes it all worth it. Wanda can feel heat rising to her cheeks again and quickly tries to mask it by reaching for her coffee.
She can't help it. That smile makes her melt, and he's still not wearing a shirt and that's not helping. Spending the night at Vision's side has done absolutely nothing to put a damper on this almost magnetic attraction she feels for him.
Just...just give her a minute. A few sips of coffee to recover. Thank goodness his creators at least saw fit to teach him how to eat, because if she had to feed him she'd be in trouble.]
Those blintzes. Or maybe this? [She indicates the fae concoction with her fork.] They are not always made with strawberries but this is my favorite way to eat them.