[Pietro curls his toes and presses his foot harder against the floor, trying to keep his leg still when Wanda hits one spot at his knee - it's barely any pressure, but it makes him want to jerk his leg back in reflex. He slides his way further up her leg too in retaliation, only reaching higher has his knee hitting the table from the underside. The soft thudding noise goes ignored as Pietro pretends they're doing nothing here but eating.]
Why do you do that? It's disgusting.
[He waves his hand disapprovingly at Wanda dipping her toast in the egg yolk. He's been eating pieces of toast with egg together and it's exactly the same thing, but there's no acknowledgement of it. Starting any sort of argument or complaint is just a distraction for himself.]
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Why do you do that? It's disgusting.
[He waves his hand disapprovingly at Wanda dipping her toast in the egg yolk. He's been eating pieces of toast with egg together and it's exactly the same thing, but there's no acknowledgement of it. Starting any sort of argument or complaint is just a distraction for himself.]