[Breakfast is delicious and charming, and Vision feels ever so slightly proud that he contributed to it for once. He'll have to do so more often, when they don't just feel like conjuring food, of course.

All the while, he's pondering and discarding ideas for what to do today to celebrate the holiday. There's nothing so pressing that it cannot be done tomorrow, but the snow is still deep enough that going for a walk in the woods might be something of a chore rather than a leisure activity. Going up to the little nook by the altar today is an absolute must...hmm. At a lull in the conversation, he decides to explore that thought a bit further, speaking slowly.]

Wanda? Are there any magic rituals you'd like to perform that are, er, powered by love? That is, I don't mean sex per se, but love. [He talks quickly to move past that bit, displaying the nervous tics that he has in place of blushing. He's not ready for that, not yet, but maybe--maybe the things leading up to it.] Because I would think this would be an ideal time to perform them, if so, and I, er, well, I'm willing to try them out, if you are, and, well--

[Better interrupt him before he loses his train of thought entirely.]