[She knows what she's getting herself into. Like she'd told him, she wants to be his even knowing that he can't - or won't - be hers. Maybe there is a lie in there, maybe not...but all Wanda knows is that this feels right. She's happy for whatever he's willing to give her. And so she finds enough ability to snap out of her haze to kiss him sweetly - she's sure she must look a mess right now, but if he's fine with it, so is she.
She reaches up to touch his cheek as he withdraws. The need to be closer to him hasn't abated in the slightest.]
I hope not. [Her expression is open and adoring, but a hint of playfulness shines through.] But do you need a minute?
[...he might need to help her up. She still feels a little melted.]
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She reaches up to touch his cheek as he withdraws. The need to be closer to him hasn't abated in the slightest.]
I hope not. [Her expression is open and adoring, but a hint of playfulness shines through.] But do you need a minute?
[...he might need to help her up. She still feels a little melted.]