[ Wanda's surprised when he grabs her hand, but she doesn't tug her hand away from his to continue her fit of being very unhappy with him. Even being away from him for a handful of minutes had put her on edge. She just doesn't like the elevator, even if she knows the stairwell isn't any better. Some of their friends had died in a stairwell several streets away in their own building.
Gripping his hand tightly to try and stop it from shaking, Wanda furrows her brows as she tries to keep up with his hurried pace. This is Pietro being Pietro, but she thinks the elevator's left him rattled. ]
I have been waiting for you. [ For just a few seconds, if not close to a minute. Despite having run down the stairs, Wanda's still Wanda. She doesn't carry momentum the same way Pietro does.
She tries to step in front of him so she can push the building's door open. She squints against the bright sun and presses her other hand as a shield above her eyes as she tries to steer him toward the park. It'll be short-lived given his love for leading.
She looks up at the sky. It's clear with no smog of bomb smoke. Wanda can't help but smile. ] I think it will be a nice day today.
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Gripping his hand tightly to try and stop it from shaking, Wanda furrows her brows as she tries to keep up with his hurried pace. This is Pietro being Pietro, but she thinks the elevator's left him rattled. ]
I have been waiting for you. [ For just a few seconds, if not close to a minute. Despite having run down the stairs, Wanda's still Wanda. She doesn't carry momentum the same way Pietro does.
She tries to step in front of him so she can push the building's door open. She squints against the bright sun and presses her other hand as a shield above her eyes as she tries to steer him toward the park. It'll be short-lived given his love for leading.
She looks up at the sky. It's clear with no smog of bomb smoke. Wanda can't help but smile. ] I think it will be a nice day today.