[It's light, but it's too light, and not at all unexpected as a response. He sighs and huffs and rolls his eyes, but can at least get comfortable for a moment and not feel like his nerves are on fire. It will build back to that quickly once the lighter pressure stops feeling so dull in comparison and becomes aggravating again. While he can, Pietro pulls his other foot back and keeps his knee bent, pressed against the back of the couch. Wanda can't have both.]
... Too much.
[He's technically not admitting that some of her 'massaging' is above baseline tolerable.]
no subject
... Too much.
[He's technically not admitting that some of her 'massaging' is above baseline tolerable.]