[He has no objection to letting Wanda rest in his arms for a while; her obvious comfort and happiness feed into his own, even if he's only getting it via body language and not from psychic abilities. Vision can't deny that holding her feels right somehow. Maybe "fate" is the right word for it, because how else would he have found her cottage in the first place?]

Yes, I think it can wait for a few more minutes.

[He murmurs it into her hair, brushing another kiss to her head as he does. The way she nuzzles up against him makes his heart pound and warmth flow everywhere, just like when they were kissing.]

I feel very comfortable with you, Wanda. But truthfully, I am not sure what exactly this entails. It's something else I must ask you to help me learn.

[He gets the idea she might not mind so much, teaching him what it means to be in love with someone.]