[She clings to Vision as she cries, letting his silent reassurances wash away the lingering pains of her loneliness. His love soothes her into quieter sobbing until it's little more than tears and a slight trembling in her shoulders. She doesn't mean to worry him; it was just so much all at once that she'd been unable to prepare for.
She nods in response, managing a watery smile as she emerges from his shoulder. Look, being human is hard.]
I guess I am. [A small laugh - that's an odd but cute way to think of it.] Sometimes humans cry when we're hurt or sad or overwhelmed. But this is good-overwhelmed. I needed to feel you like this.
[She kisses him, soft and chaste this time. See, she's fine. Hardly even crying anymore. And as she comes down from that sudden swell of emotion she finds that she feels that same relief that comes from a good cry, although Wanda suspects that this time the feeling is here to stay.]
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She nods in response, managing a watery smile as she emerges from his shoulder. Look, being human is hard.]
I guess I am. [A small laugh - that's an odd but cute way to think of it.] Sometimes humans cry when we're hurt or sad or overwhelmed. But this is good-overwhelmed. I needed to feel you like this.
[She kisses him, soft and chaste this time. See, she's fine. Hardly even crying anymore. And as she comes down from that sudden swell of emotion she finds that she feels that same relief that comes from a good cry, although Wanda suspects that this time the feeling is here to stay.]