[She watches, enchanted by the display, not noticing that she's taken a tiny step closer.]
I've never met anyone like you before.
[His presence is magnetic and Wanda can't resist the urge to touch. There's no power behind it, just a feather-light brush of fingertips over that odd glowing stone in his forehead. She'd kiss it if she could reach - it seems to be something equivalent to her heart, something crucial to what makes Vision himself.]
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I've never met anyone like you before.
[His presence is magnetic and Wanda can't resist the urge to touch. There's no power behind it, just a feather-light brush of fingertips over that odd glowing stone in his forehead. She'd kiss it if she could reach - it seems to be something equivalent to her heart, something crucial to what makes Vision himself.]
Is this all right?