[She takes his hand easily, leading him back through the house and out the front door. These simple touches have soothed something deep inside her, something she'd been trying her hardest to ignore because there hadn't really been an acceptable alternative. Wanda cannot safely live among most humans, nor can she truly feel at home among the fae. She'd just been stuck and terribly, terribly lonely.
But Vision...he's awakened something warm inside her. It's not that Wanda had tried not to feel anymore or close herself off, because she simply can't, but she had tried very hard to convince herself that this was fine. That she should be happy for the safety and relative luxury she has.
Wanda hates everything that happened to Vision that led to him coming here, and she'd undo it all if she could, but she can't bring herself to be sorry that at least they'd found each other. At least they have this...whatever it is.
They go out a back door this time, and while it may be cloudy outside, the garden is beautiful and unnaturally in bloom. There's even a stray butterfly flitting among the flowers as Wanda leads Vision to the well.
It looks like something out of a fairytale, overgrown with another flowering plant. Wanda gestures and with a quick flash of scarlet power, the bucket drops into the well - she doesn't want to let go of his hand.]
I love these flowers. The nectar is so sweet. [She glances up at Vision and smiles.] Do you want to try?
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[She takes his hand easily, leading him back through the house and out the front door. These simple touches have soothed something deep inside her, something she'd been trying her hardest to ignore because there hadn't really been an acceptable alternative. Wanda cannot safely live among most humans, nor can she truly feel at home among the fae. She'd just been stuck and terribly, terribly lonely.
But Vision...he's awakened something warm inside her. It's not that Wanda had tried not to feel anymore or close herself off, because she simply can't, but she had tried very hard to convince herself that this was fine. That she should be happy for the safety and relative luxury she has.
Wanda hates everything that happened to Vision that led to him coming here, and she'd undo it all if she could, but she can't bring herself to be sorry that at least they'd found each other. At least they have this...whatever it is.
They go out a back door this time, and while it may be cloudy outside, the garden is beautiful and unnaturally in bloom. There's even a stray butterfly flitting among the flowers as Wanda leads Vision to the well.
It looks like something out of a fairytale, overgrown with another flowering plant. Wanda gestures and with a quick flash of scarlet power, the bucket drops into the well - she doesn't want to let go of his hand.]
I love these flowers. The nectar is so sweet. [She glances up at Vision and smiles.] Do you want to try?