I would not be a very good witch if I couldn't recognize fate.

[Wanda sighs happily and lets him pull her closer, shifting so her arms are wound around him and her cheek rests against his shoulder. He can probably feel her starting to relax even more into the embrace - physically, he's very warm and psychically, the emotions radiating from him are overwhelming in the best way. Wanda would honestly be quite content to rest in his arms for a while.]

Of course, love. And if we're moving too quickly or you're uncomfortable, please tell me.

[She nuzzles closer to better savor Vision's warmth. The potions are all but forgotten.]

Oh, um...it can wait for a few more minutes, if you want to.

[She gestures behind his back and the well crank begins to turn with the assistance of scarlet energy until the bucket's in view again.]