"Vizh..." she sighs his nickname softly and settles into his lap as easily as if they'd done this a thousand times. Nothing's going to magically make her feel like herself again, but this is just good in a way that Wanda has trouble putting words to. It's something like love, something like home, and she nuzzles her cheek against his shoulder and closes her eyes again. For now, it's enough to be at his tender mercy.

"I need you to know...this was always going to happen," she says after a long moment basking in his peace. "If I signed, if I didn't sign, Ross was going to take me anyway." There was a provision in the Accords that anyone deemed a 'danger' could be detained indefinitely without trial. That, along with the regulations stating that she could be forced to fight at someone else's whim, had given her reservations about signing. But it wouldn't have mattered. She knew that the Raft's guards had been practicing procedures to keep her contained before her arrival, and there had been some snippet of an 'accelerated timetable' she'd picked up before time had gone wobbly that first day. "There is nothing any of us could have done."