[Pietro catches that shift in her tone, and wants to say something. Something that isn't unnecessarily cruel or provoking. But he doesn't, only glancing over when the door slams shut and Wanda's already vanished into the stairwell. The elevator comes finally and the moment he's inside and the doors close, he has a difficult time not panicking. It's a small elevator, he could swear there used to be more room in here... Why do they live on the fifth floor?... The whole thing shudders and stalls for fifteen seconds between the fourth and third floors and he spends every one of those seconds pacing and biting his nails... and when the elevator stops at the ground floor, Pietro runs out before the doors have completely opened, the moment he could squeeze through them. He knew Wanda would be there, she can't help herself, and he smirks while he stalks over to her and grabs her hand.]
Can't go anywhere by yourself, can you? Come on, get moving.
[Nevermind they were headed different places or that his hand is shaking too much. Neither of these things are being talked about. Pietro intends to drag Wanda to the park anyway, where he can expend the restless energy he'd built up in the elevator. They can shop for Davida later. Together.]
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Can't go anywhere by yourself, can you? Come on, get moving.
[Nevermind they were headed different places or that his hand is shaking too much. Neither of these things are being talked about. Pietro intends to drag Wanda to the park anyway, where he can expend the restless energy he'd built up in the elevator. They can shop for Davida later. Together.]